www.aterbor.net
Shed a tear
Take a look through bloodshot eyes
Follow the line of these lies
As destiny hands me an aspiration sheet
I struggle to stand on my two feet.
They can come along and take one of these
Come along, this slide is greased
We are all unique
The future so bleak
The tears fall freely now
Played out on my screen
This is nothing but a dream
Fingers will bleed from addiction
None take action
Fear for the unspecified
My soul stays unquantified
Close your eyes and hold my hand
Our bones will shatter if we ever land
The End
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