Will you, walk me
to the brink again?
Seems every time I'm up I'm down
I've failed you again
Why does it seem
The brave are gone
And we're left alone
A week I last
And then I fall
You are all alone
Whats the point in the end...who do I march to...where is the backbone coming from and why...
Why does life seem to be in the pits of despair?
Why do things all seem to degenerate to basic instincts...fight of flight?
Just basic protective or selfish physical drives....
Why can't things be simple and easy...not complicated and difficult...
Who am I supposed to be when all is said and done...where and what does this man look like in real life...and in the future?
to the brink again?
Seems every time I'm up I'm down
I've failed you again
Why does it seem
The brave are gone
And we're left alone
A week I last
And then I fall
You are all alone
Whats the point in the end...who do I march to...where is the backbone coming from and why...
Why does life seem to be in the pits of despair?
Why do things all seem to degenerate to basic instincts...fight of flight?
Just basic protective or selfish physical drives....
Why can't things be simple and easy...not complicated and difficult...
Who am I supposed to be when all is said and done...where and what does this man look like in real life...and in the future?
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