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So there you stand, walking among them. |
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Pathetic, beat down. Lead by routine day after miserable day. |
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Is this everything you thought it would be? |
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Is this everything you thought it would be? |
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To be secure amongst your peers. |
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To feel safe in your own world. |
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But in the back of your mind you just want to die. |
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But you can't. No. You won't. |
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Cause this cage is all you know. |
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Cold, unnerving. Blank stares across the room. |
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Fake, uncaring. You want to see me back down. |
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What goes around is gone. |
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We all decide what we're made of. |
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We all decide what we're made of. |
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Unnerving. Blank stares across the room. |
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Fake, uncaring. You want to see me back down. |
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What goes around is gone. |