Me
Iīm a man
Who is trudging
Best I can
Through a minefield
Built to blast
Can I make it
Will I last
Free my mind, levitate
Donīt let any of those fuckers in my headspace
Please
Let me be
No more questions
No more needs
Youīre the cancer
Youīre the leech
Sent to bleed me
Of disease
Free my mind, levitate
Donīt let any of those fuckers in my headspace
Let me go my own way
Burn the rest of them that try to keep me enchained
Living taking chances
Isnīt all that itīs meant to be
Dying with your face on
A t-shirt isnīt all that original
Me
Iīm the man
Will I make it
Will I last
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