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Always felt a need to impress Whether in front of girls or a benchpress Never could quite fit in Feel like I stand out even when Im sitting Insecurities pressed hard on my conscious What that takes me through is just viscous Ive tried to overcome it all and open a third eye Then I realized perfection itself is a lie Now its just a matter of convincing myself Letting go of the past and starting a new life When everyone and Everything tries to shut you down You just have to dust the dirt off And pick yourself up off the ground
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 12:33 PM UTC
A little word with myself
Always felt a need to impress Whether in front of girls or a benchpress Never could quite fit in Feel like I stand out even when Im sitting Insecurities pressed hard on my conscious What that takes me through is just viscous Ive tried to overcome it all and open a third eye Then I realized perfection itself is a lie Now its just a matter of convincing myself Letting go of the past and starting a new life When everyone and Everything tries to shut you down You just have to dust the dirt off And pick yourself up off the ground
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 12:33 PM UTC
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