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Crashing from black caffeine
It always defeats me
A T3 deficiency
Whose short leash is choking around my neck
And pulling me back to bed again
And I can't seem
To lift this heavy boulder laying on my chest
But what's one
Routine obligation stacked on all the rest?
If I can find enough strength to lift my head
Then I can find a way to begin again, right?
Back to where I started from
Cold is the shoulder of the world as it passes me by
Feeling the breeze from behind closed eyes
Living behind closed eyes
Back to where I started from