the handle from autoablation by amber alert

I sit on the floor
Encased in these walls
I reach for the door
But my hand only falls
I don’t see a handle
I only see the white
My mind won’t stand still
And my chest is feeling tight
It’s getting hard to see
And my head can only shout
“How did I get in here
If there is no way out?”
Suddenly I start to feel
Something I haven’t thought
We don’t have free will
And we’re all destined to rot
We all think the same
We all hate each other
We all think we’re different
We have the same mother
We all point the blame
We all feel undercover
It’s only 20 minutes
Until we’re all discovered
So hide, so hide
They can’t see us if we go inside
Oh my, they’re tearing out our insides
They like when you cry, I don’t wanna see you cry
So run and hide and run and
I don’t see a handle
I only see the white
My mind won’t stand still
And my chest is feeling tight
It’s getting hard to see
And my head can only shout
“How did I get in here
If there is no way out?”

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