I am shedding my skin and breaking my neck in the process
Doubt is creeping in - did I make it all up again?
why am I hitting a wall
I feel like I am covered in gasoline
They are handing me a match
Whispering you deserved it all
you brought this on yourself
how dare you try to take us down with you
I am on my knees begging please
Soon I start to pour gasoline on myself
Thinking they must be right
I have crawled through hell
Surely I can make it through again
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