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Doom
back and forth, this not that, which way shall I decend?
pick a path, make it last, choose now your final track.
what to choose, forth or back, not so easy now.
insanity slowly envelopes, life losing meaning, how could it come to this?
life made sence, but that was then, and now it's much too late.
looking up while looking down and wondering when
the rollercoaster will stop.
sitting here drowning, so indecisive and lost, unable to even pick a direction
and because of that inablility, i'm stagnating, sitting idle and growing moldy.
just like standing water, nothing good can come from this.
move on, move up, it's time to decide, do something, anything.
hopeless, helpless, and now left alone
heartless, thoughtless, and oh so prone
to quick descisions with bad results
long discussions about all my faults
although they're exposed, still I remain unchanged
I poke and prod and yet still am deranged
no longer in denial, I have a problem, but I'm still afraid to admit this sin
versions of the truth come out and play, nothings going to save your skin
sometimes I can ramble on, such a strong opinion from such a weak mind
come on, take a swim, learn to dive, you look just the kind
to be an easy sway, to make you see my way, to make you dance to my tune
come now dear, stay with me, I'll take all your worries away (doom)
