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Where am I?
Someone please turn on the lights,
I'm not fine, I'm not fine.
How can I find my way from this little cellar they call life?

Down here, I tear out my veins and tie them to the chair.
This goes on and on and on.
Unraveled in contortions, I run for the door.
This goes on and on and on.

Hold on, [x3]
To my own destruction.
I fall face first, I fall face first.
Watch me descend, I'm on display.
This cycle of human decay.

I feel it lurking in the corners.
I watch it tracking up my arm.

I am the anchor, [x4]
Bound to my existence.

I make peace with the parasites I live among.
Paralyzed, I watch them colonise as I sit here and just fall apart.

The beggars and choosers are all the same,
The default reaction will never change.
So, I catch a glimpse of my own reflection,
From a shard of glass left on the floor.

The beggars and choosers are all the same,
The default reaction will never change.

It's time to restart,
Reassemble what's left of my body.
It's time to restart,
Pick me up and walk away.

Uproot the anchor, [x4]
Walk right out the door.

I'll change for the better,
It can't get much worse.
I'll swallow my own pride and then
Accept defeat. [x3]

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