If nothing gels if
it all just drags along
If I stay weak when
I want to be strong
What once was one
became two and three
It was easier to worry just about me
It all just turns out
the same every day
it all just turns out
not to matter anyway
self fulfilling prophecy
bad attitude
feel lucky: there’s a whole lot
longer list I could include
put the pedal to the metal
floor this bitch
pretend to be so spiritual
while I pray to become rich
I’m not tempted by
the window or the floor
and it must be fifteen years
since I really tried to find the door
what
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