I see why you put your head in the sand
It’s much quieter down here
I don’t have to face my problems
And I don’t have to listen to any voices
Nothing gets solved but I can put it out of my mind, sort of, for a moment.
I’ll try to stay down here for as long as I can
I am beside you, in my own hole, like you
Reach out to hold my hand
And we can forget our troubles together.
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