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Find A Pulse

from You Made Us This Way by VICE

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Self loathing
And loathing for the rest
What happened to the boy they knew?
My lifes a fucking mess
No fucking paths but a dark and deserted one
When I look back I can't be proud of one thing that I've done
I'm breaking mirrors cause I hate what I see
It seems like all the years of bad luck are finally catching up to me
The cold reality is all that's it store
I've already wasted so much time so why waste anymore Fuck
What's the fucking point
When all I've seen is pain
And now I'm just so numb to everyone and everything
I've become my own worst enemy
From being trapped inside this question game I play
I need some time to myself
Just avoid getting too close
This world has made me so cold
This life aint worth what I'm owed
What's the point?
Cause while the rest are at the top my mind remains in the gutter
I just pray for it all to stop I've made a hole that I can't cover
I'm digging deeper I'm never leaving
This is my grave and noones greaving
I just keep searching and coming up with nothing. I'm fucking nothing.

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from You Made Us This Way, released April 20, 2012

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