I am nothing
Skin and bones
Voice of dissent
Paying rent
Wishing
Knowing well
Ideas I've plenty
Seeking something
Still I beget
Past regrets
Pasting smiles
On mile highs
Pretending
This life fine
Yeah maybe
Ghosts expired
Set on fire
Lies and truths
Who explains
What we knew
Ain't noone listening
Are you?
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