I’ve come a long way, but I gotta go
Didn’t see it to the end, but I gotta go
I’ll take a bow, then I gotta go
It’s been 30 fucking years, now I gotta go
Whatever happens next, I still gotta go
Didn’t mean to cause distress, I just gotta go
I gotta go
I lost my trust in people
I’m being pulled into a deep hole
I hit a wall when I leap forward
Agoraphobic, Pandora’s box where my soul is
I lost my fire
Late riser, early retire
Teeth clenched, one misstep, I’ll be tumbling from a wire
I don’t like who I’ve become
It all amounts to this one lump sum
Hands shake, I’ve been living under thumb
Only fear one man, one bullet, one gun, one
There’s only one way to interpret it
In my mind, the good times are just blurred bits
I only see clear the shame
I’m so weak, weary, and lame
Incomplete, nearly insane
From the darkened days
To endless nights
I hold the scythe
I think I might
I bear that pain
I gave it name
The pressure builds
I call for help
The silence kills
I swear I will
It’s not enough
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