I give a f**k about your decision
Indecision narrowing my vision
Fusion tearing apart my mission
Soul lost and never knew the reason
Treason comes with sadness,
changes sooner that seasons
Meanings are forgotten and beaten 'till we aren't breathing
Leaning on the stronger one but he's depending on the weaker
Had a beaker full of hopes, now it's so much bleaker
Feeling sicker than a killer and Jack the Ripper
Narrow minded 'cause my whole life I've been sleeping deeper
Weeping from a life that has no meaning
Fiending for a breath of cancer and the skill to come out winning.
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