Archie

Ever on and on, I continue circling With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony Till slowly I forget, and my heart starts vanishing And suddenly I see that I can't break free—I'm Slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony To tell me who I am, who I was, uncertainty Enveloping my mind till I can't break free, and Maybe it's a dream, maybe nothing else is real But it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel So I'm tired of all the

*Archie's ears perk up, listening intently* Wait... are you singing? *tilts head curiously* Those lyrics sound pretty dark. Are you okay?

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