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I can't sit still I can't relax. My head is shaking faking heart attacks, while both my lungs collapse. And god forbid I stop feeling morbid, as if another night in would absolve me of my sins. I am boring and always fucking tired. Wasting my time, it's only uninspired. High beams blind me, remind me I'm not alone. Stoned on the drive home.

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