I've never felt so close to death
On my neck I can feel his breath Trapped in a black box
Watching the time
One grain of sand at a time
I'm losing my mind
When time runs out
The pain will stop
The glass flipped over
It's now full on top
Have I cheated death?
Or am I the one cheated?
I signed up for life
But the fine print, I didn't read it
The breath on my neck
wasn't real at all
Just the ac unit
That's attached to the wall
The darkness in my room
Is more then just shadows
The face in the mirror
Not even I know
Silver with lights
The reflections too bright
Afraid of the dark
At age twenty five
Told it's all in my head
It's all my perception
Straight to the point
It was alien abduction
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