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Kind of hardHard to seeWhen you crawlOn your hands and your kneesWith your faceIn the troughWait your turnWhile they finish you offDon’t know when it startedDon’t know howShould have found outShould have happened by nowGot these linesOn my faceAfter all this timeAnd I still haven’t found my place
I jump from every rooftopSo high so far to fallI feel a million miles awayI don’t feel any thing at all
I wake upOn the floorStart it up againLike it matters anymoreI don’t knowIf it doesIs this really allThat there ever was?Put the gunIn my mouthClose your eyesBlow my fucking brains outPretty patternsOn the floorThat’s enough for youBut I still need more
I jump from every rooftopSo high so far to fallI feel a million miles awayI don’t feel any thing at all