Standing in the back of the line
I feel the others try to push me
Down and keep it away from me
Grabbing at the one thing that I know is mine
Can't you see me with my head to the floor
Feel the recklessness of absolute desperation
Valued sentimental pieces of the life
I thought I held in my hands
Why do I always try
To better what I am
Can't I realize
That I've always been sinking
Failing everyday
It only helps to aggravate
The sickening feeling
Inside that won't go away
Falling down
Pick yourself up and fall down
This is what it's lie to be me, me
Can't you see what I see
Why do I always try
To better what I am
Can't I realize
That I've always been sinking
What I am is what I feel
But what I feel is nothing real
And what I know is all I want
Is to be saved from this spot
Is to be saved from this spot
Why do I always try
To better what I am
Can't I realize
That I've always been sinking |
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