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I need to leave this place
all my dreams are turning about face
staring at the water ahead
It would be easier If I were dead
fighting for nothing is a tiresome thing
It can't possibly get any worse
or I'll be leaving town in the back of a hearse
down and out
we're going down
I'm sick of fakes
cement shoes at the bottom of the lake
I can't get out
inhaling water
under the surface
shedding everything but who I am
sick of going where I want, not where I need
sick of saying shit that means nothing to me
mother fucker I'm sick of almost everything

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