born in sin
built to lose
it's all the same
no matter what i choose
what you want
i don't have
what can i give you
only my flesh and blood
everything you ask of me
are things i'm not able to provide
the only things i have to give
are things you don't require
how the fuck can i survive
in a place where i know i don't belong
how can i do the right thing
in a world where i'm so wrong
so fucking wrong...
i see myself in the same place i've been trapped for so long
swallowed up, chewed up, spit out, strung the fuck along
i know the line i walk is gonna break me in half
but i'm so scared to meet my maker at the end of the path

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