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How often do you pull yourself up by the bootstraps? He kisses you lovingly, promising another day Endless false hope with only a bitter end I wish I could say we're the lucky one's But those at the bottom of the barrel at least don't have anything to lose The void continues its demand for sacrifice The unfortunate writhing in the pleasure of government fortune The rest of us a slave to society Endless hopelessness Meaninglessness Prayers and effort is what they tell us wins the game All done in blindness No relief No pity No reward Never heard The loneliness has never been so loud As he yanks the chain pulling me farther and farther under I knock and no one is there to answer
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Jun 12, 2024
Jun 12, 2024 at 1:17 AM UTC
Bootstraps
How often do you pull yourself up by the bootstraps? He kisses you lovingly, promising another day Endless false hope with only a bitter end I wish I could say we're the lucky one's But those at the bottom of the barrel at least don't have anything to lose The void continues its demand for sacrifice The unfortunate writhing in the pleasure of government fortune The rest of us a slave to society Endless hopelessness Meaninglessness Prayers and effort is what they tell us wins the game All done in blindness No relief No pity No reward Never heard The loneliness has never been so loud As he yanks the chain pulling me farther and farther under I knock and no one is there to answer
becca-addams
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Jun 12, 2024
Jun 12, 2024 at 1:17 AM UTC
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