Breathing fine
But there's a sigh every time
Got up past nine
It's already a scene of the crime
Every day there's a killer
But the same victim every time
All caught up
Hands in the air
Face on the ground
You struggle to bear
Things you haven't found
Like it's a meal to share
Like it all seems fair
That you have to wither
Just to show you care
Been thru flood and fire
Was told it will make you harder
But it's hardly living
Living for others
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