Is there no bright side? I'm feeling lost.
I'm plagued with habits I thought were gone.
I peel my eyes back.
I haven't changed.
Misfortune's stuck, there’s only me to blame.
I'm fuct. I've had enough. I can't seem to learn.
I'm fuct. I've had enough. I'm facing the fact that everything I touch I
seem to burn.
How the fuck did I get this way? There's no redemption at the end of this.
Fuck it. So be it. It is what it is.
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