Yeah, I've been dying on the low
Torn my insides by someone
I'm always on my backbone
Losing hope in all I know
I hate it
I hate the way it makes me feel
Like I'm floating through my life
And all the way excuse perception
Sitting on my deathbed
Every day from eight to three
Waiting to feel like me
In a tortured existence
Existential crisis
Never been so vicious
Trying to enlighten
I hate it
I hate the way it makes me feel
Like I'm floating through my life
And all the way excuse perception
Sitting on my deathbed
Every day from eight to three
Waiting to feel like me

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