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I jumped through billion hoops to get reaction Yet, through getting it I achieve no satisfaction The malfunctioning brain brings pain To my lackluster stumbles through life, filled with strain And though I try to maintain a facade of "alright" In this tunnel, it's harder and harder to see any light Fight back, fight back for the heck of it Spit, blood and sweat for spilled for the lit of it Like check your own pulse to make sure you are still alive Like challenge yourself to not dare to feel deprived At this moment, I dare to ponder Of this nihilistic nightmare, am I the founder?
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 4:46 AM UTC
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I jumped through billion hoops to get reaction Yet, through getting it I achieve no satisfaction The malfunctioning brain brings pain To my lackluster stumbles through life, filled with strain And though I try to maintain a facade of "alright" In this tunnel, it's harder and harder to see any light Fight back, fight back for the heck of it Spit, blood and sweat for spilled for the lit of it Like check your own pulse to make sure you are still alive Like challenge yourself to not dare to feel deprived At this moment, I dare to ponder Of this nihilistic nightmare, am I the founder?
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 4:46 AM UTC
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