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When your head is so full, you feel like your neck can't support it |
| When your only hinderence Is your perspective of integrity And your neck can't support The world you once knew Your former body runs parallel With the legs of failure As the soundtrack to life Becomes the ever ticking clock Watch this scene decapitate All of tomorrows boundaries And sit alone with yourself Listening to silence echoe When you see your reflection In a shot glass of regret Redemption extends a hand And you shake it once more |