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Tough Times
Might be for the best but I'll die like the rest
With out a bulletproof vest Alone in the dark
Walking the tight rope over a tank full of sharks
Circling and waiting for me to slip up
I'd make it if everyone would shut the fuck up
Get out of my ear and let me hit the finish
Then I look in the mirror and see a dark image
Can't reconize myself cause I dunno who I am anymore
Dunno if there's a finish to what I'm thriving for
Keep opening new doors but they always slam shut
And if's I'm allowed in for once i just get kicked in the butt
Cause no one gives a fuck, and they say I act up
But I'm trying my best but I just seem to make a mess
But ya know, ya can't get to the finish without starting
Know how you feel.
I like how the rhymes don't all exactly match up - like three of one then two of another - it's cool. Makes it an interestng read,