Penalty Kill

from by The Greater Gatsby

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If the whole world was passive aggressive, Truman two would be salvation
Call it fallout, or what you will it's all gone to hell
And trust me I'm no better I might be the worst of it all
It's hard to move when I can't eat and I'm buried in an attitude of selfdefeat

This is the definition of insanity
My lungs, my throat are bleeding
Empty words, to an open sky
From a voice that I'm not sure is mine

I'd give anything to change
I'd throw it all away not to stay the same
I can't take another day
Of pushing everyone away.

Heads up, like Rivers and Dorset
But I always seem to forget
To let love in, that's just who I am.

Futility and repetition. The centerpiece of self-annihaltion.

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from SHORB, released November 16, 2014

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