striving to preserve a reason for my purity
even loosing the integrity
dismissing all my choices to prove my authenticity
with such a flood of good faith
getting closer but never succeeding
in this self-absorbing reality
I’m sick of all the human shallowness
struggling through time and space
it doesn’t matter where or when
prospects become fatal knives
cutting the rope that keeps me on the ground
struggling through time and space
it doesn’t matter where or when
struggling through time and space
the higher I went, the deeper I fell
struggling through time and space
the higher I went, the deeper I fell
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