Wish I could understand
the highs, the lows
Where the one comes from
Where the other one goes
I see the circumstances
don't quite explain
is it all upstairs
phantom illusions in my brain
wish I could start over
jettison so much
but the things I must hold onto
aren't so negotiable as such
same old riddle
twist around to what now
pray for better circumstances
might even get around to now
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