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It’s a bullet in the spineAnother back spasm
Like jumping into
Another deep chasm
Your heart will race
Another long marathon
You’ll get blood on your face
There’s no moving on
Everytime
I try to get along
I keep stepping on
All the things in my way
It would sure be nice
If it were always ice
But it’s spikes knives and porcupines
No escape from my life
If you could feel my head
You would feel the cracks
Like all the tiny thorns
Sticking in my back
I’m walking with a limp
And when I run I’m a gimp
If I try to stand up straight
I’ll fall back into place
Everytime
I try to get along
I keep stepping on
All the things in my way
It would sure be nice
If it were always ice
But it’s spikes knives and porcupines
No escape from my life
If you could see
Through my bloodshot eyes
You would see
The world’s blurry disguise
And when I blink
I swear I’ll miss a beat
And I’ll be falling faster back towards earth
And don’t you know it’ll fucking hurt
Now and then
It feels alright
The pain goes down
For the night
But in the morning
It goes back to there
Back to where
Back down the stairs
Now and then
It feels like I’ll make it
Through the day
Maybe someday
But for now
I’ll keep getting stepped on
Hopefully I don’t die
While my sight is gone
Everytime
I try to get along
I keep stepping on
All the things in my way
It would sure be nice
If it were always ice
But it’s spikes knives and porcupines
No escape from my life