Put a drill through my own head.
Grin and bare it for the sake of progression.
Won't let it get the best of me.
See me bleeding.
See me knowing far to much.
It's not enough.
I'm always out of touch.
Now you see me sitting with my glass nearly empty.
But I barely have a story to tell.
And now the floor is spinning cause I'm bored of being me.
I don't know why, I just thought that I needed something new.
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