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One track mind, like a goldfish,
Stuck inside my petri dish.
I can't breathe, and I can't smile,
This better be worth my while.

I feel numb most of the time,
The lower I get the higher,
I'll climb, and I will wonder why,
I got dark only,
To shine.
Looking for the golden light,
Oh, it's a reasonable sacrifice.

Burn, burn, burn bright.

Forgo families, forgo friends,
That's how it started, how it ends,
I can't open up and cry, 'cause i've been silent all my life.

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