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All out of place
[Verse]
When will you ever face it?
This foul beast you cannot slay
Dancing angels say my grace
Don’t think I'll make it to work today
Missed the alarm I did not set
Won’t clean my room or make my bed
I'll live inside the mess, buried in the stress
All of it

Round and round the circles go
Forcing images to try to grow
Leaving the roots of what I love
I'm hear to gain it back in troves

I think I need
To paint a little picture for you
How the fuck you expect me to go on through
When every step I take just bites back right in my face
I'm all out of place
No one can get this shit that I am talking about, or can you?
I'm wondering that question everyday
Is there at least one person
Who can can relate
In someway?
Round and round the circles go
Refusing help, refusing growth
It's not my fault, it's not my fault
It's what my brain tells me to do
I'm lost in the thought
Figuring life out is the biggest drag of them all
Fuck all this life talk
I'm ending it right now