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Coffin

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Without morning rituals I'm a deadman
Maybe it's time to leave my comfort zone
A fine line separates me from childhood
When I grow up, life will break my heart
 
I mean nothing to this world of suits
Money, and fake smiles
The TV light in a warm room
I'm a hostage of my own satiety
I mean nothing to this world of suits
Money, and fake smiles
The TV light in a warm room
I'm a hostage of my own satiety
 
I get paid to hate myself
And the people around me, and the people around me
Someday I'll become free
When they close the lid of my coffin
I get paid to hate myself
And the people around me, and the people around me
Someday I'll become free
When they close the lid of my coffin
 
I get paid to hate myself
And the people around me, and the people around me
Someday I'll become free
When they close the lid of my coffin
I get paid to hate myself
And the people around me, and the people around me
Someday I'll become free
When they close the lid of my coffin
 

Today Is Just Not My Day

Every day I get a little worse
Why does everyone still put up with me
I’m trying desperately not to disappoint
But my credit of trust is used up
 
My fears inside
You’ll never understand
But I won’t give up trying
To take and change everything
 
I feel worthless
Stupid and useless
An unnecessary detail
A space in the text of someone’s success story
 
I feel worthless
Stupid and useless
An unnecessary detail
A space in the text of someone’s success story
 
I’m trying to prove to myself
That everything’s not so bad
And with the voice trapped inside
Shout it all out loud
 
I feel worthless
Stupid and useless
An unnecessary detail
A space in the text of someone’s success story
 
I feel worthless
Stupid and useless
An unnecessary detail
A space in the text of someone’s success story
 
You’ll forget about me as soon as I walk out the door
You’ll forget about me as soon as I walk out the door
You’ll forget about me as soon as I walk out the door
 
I’ll walk out the door