Help me out Find a way Claustrophobia is nearing When locked in With no escape Minds start tripping I can shout And have for days No one's hearing I'll never win With no escape There is a drought I can not stay And I fear Full of sin With no escape Life is stout May be the last day My eyes are tearing Life is a game of gin With no escapeBirth sign: Libra
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