Havent i been here before?
The memory i try to restore
oh yes, yesterday, at 1 10 p.m.
Stuck in this frozen abiss again
Trying to escape this mind numbing fate
with trifle words and stifling verbs
no room for expression when MCPS
can contort your knowledge to all of the rest
And, god forbid, someone breaks free
and flies higher then anyone can see
and i try constantly for that bird to be me
but theres a man with a gun determined to get his job done
The fighting spirit is wearing out, tearing out
its 2 10 now and im getting out
of one day just to be trapped in another
then repeat, and repeat, without a studder
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