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Don't get used to what you have
Be ready to lose or break all that
Keep rolling down the crooked path
Slipping on shit, falling into a trap

To clear all debts, to find peace
To fulfill every promise-
Perhaps somehow, perhaps some day
Probably next life, I'm afraid

But when you're far away
From choice that you don't dare make
You find a track that brings you back
To source - it makes you feel okey.

Watching, copying, learning, growing
Up, but staying still so low,
Making excuses for doing nothing
Looking for help, enjoying suffering

But when I find a way
To erase the mistakes i made
I'm sure I'll take
The other track
Which brings me to the next day

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