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Servitude
Painstakingly synthetic
Deficient and pathetic
Your mind is plastic
Yet you have no regret ni your eyes
I'm tired of compromises
This polar eclipse is insufficient
One outweighs the other
It's the way it's always been
And the way it always has to be
I feel the ground quake beneath my feet
It's not easy to breathe
When I choke on the lies I tell myself
So that I may sleep
There has got to be a way outside these walls
I can see the cracks in the windowpane
Of a failed attempt at resolution
Your thoughts digress in a cesspool
Filled with your own bile
A toxic endeavor
Just to make you smile
Painstakingly synthetic
Deficient and pathetic
Your mind is plastic
Layers of secrecy
Enveloped in a cluster of sheep
You have no regret in your eyes
I feel the ground quake beneath my feet
It's not easy to breathe
When I choke on the lies I tell myself
So that I may sleep
There has got to be a way outside these walls
I can see the cracks in the windowpane
Of a failed attempt at resolution
