Sleeping by yourself at night can make you feel alone

Your girlfriend said so but I don’t really know.

I’ve heard you can get injured from to much love

Not the love that nurtures, but the kind of the joker trying to

Steal your soul

Creating a monster that only wants out of the position it’s in.

Trying to find a way on the railroad tracks of life, hungry and cold, full of strife

And struggle

And pain

It turns into a ball and chain, kiss em’ on the check and that’s okay.

This is the ball and chain I call my home.

Now im right back where im from.

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