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An inventory has been taken of every belonging
And there's so many values sought in event of emergencies
The only backup plan in case it doesn't work out
While reasons flap your hands to a former self
You know I am becoming a choice, you should make it
You're problems
Problems with everything
Sometimes it's like conversations are a waking dream third party perspective
And all the answers to thyself you can almost hear the sound traveling
Cause a feeling of anticipation
When all of the sudden you know what's gonna happen
Before the paranoids they rebuild your world
They neither eat nor sleep they are nothing
Here in the worst I will become the best of the more, the more problems
Problems with anything
No more problems, problems with anything