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Brown leather shoes, you know they marvelous
Just left the opera house, the atmosphere was ominous
Fatal result in my attempt to stay anonymous, them
Wayward expressions are starting to show some dominance
I take 9 steps back ain't got the confidence
Panic attack but I don't make it so obvious
The mirror reflects my chrome shadow
No horsing around, gallop through the path, no saddle no
No battle if you just let go
Put an end to your show
I know you know how it goes
Got no food for thought, I know that it's rotten
Mold has infested and the brain has forgotten
Let the pain marinate in kerosene
Ignite the unseen, despite internal screams, I
Aim for the sky but my reach ain't high enough
I shouldn't gather my thoughts until I'm high enough

Gave up religion I don't believe in blessings
Frontal lobe is my enemy, it's a lethal weapon
I know you know I feel so disconnected
But I really hope you know I don't regret it

Days and nights are so repetitive
Actions repetitive, I'm feeling negative
I'm feeling hesitant
My mind is blank when I stay relevant, I need a sedative
My time is sensitive
Never knew that it would lead to this
But I needed this
I wanted this
Now I'm stuck in this...