I had big plans,
But with the crushing weight of the world,
Your need to show you’re supreme,
Man, none of it matters anymore.
What’s starting over,
Just once more,
Go crawling and searching,
Simply find a way,
Got to find that open door.
No, I don’t want to listen,
Same half-truths and lies,
Yeah, been stabbed in the back,
Way too many times.
Easier to sit here,
Alone in the empty room,
As all paths from here,
Lead to the same place as before.
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