era after era
error after error
the junkie breathes on
smiles at another crack of dawn
limber up and shake this sullenness off
now gonna have to favour a trade
so ya'll all gonna get pretence
no amount of drugs gonna fade my cynical vigour
i believe so i'll deceive
this isn't an infatuation
the world owes me one
i've taken my lessons
today i graduate and be counted
this is me stripped off fear
this is me plying my antics
i'll walk my line
dotted or connected or concocted
i'm here.
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