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It's always write back to it; I can't seem to lose it.
Losing it; drowning in it; sabotaging it; which way sounds better because I'm sick of the whole ladder?

I listened too damn much, let others make my choices then became a shell of what I was. A clam shoved in a can, you tell me man, is there even a way back from what I've become?

I have no answers, just issues. List upon list of every thing to solve but the time bomb won't fucking defuse. I'm stuck, that's the statement, it's all laid out on the station. This paper equals a future, it's the only thing that keeps me from giving into suicide, it's just a notion.