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Twenty-four years in the rat race
Lizard brain lookin’ for a warm place
If you painted the hues of my mistakes
Reds and blacks would fill up the entire space
Twenty-four years I’ve wasted space
Proving I’m worth the things that I claim
Twenty-four years I’ve forsaken grace
To put the idea of dependence to shame

Filled with things that elevate mind states
Throwin’ hail mary’s cuz the pills are football shaped
And the weed’s always there, there’s no escape
But it’s okay ‘cause I kinda like it that way
Twenty-four years of cycling through strains
Cheers to the times that weren’t too challenging
Cheers to the pills that went down easy
Whether they were distributed by me or family
Thank God for the times he wasn’t there for me
Cuz he was dead in a ditch from getting greedy
Now god is dead and all I’ve got left is me
But if you ask me, I think he’d want me to be free
Free from the tyranny of any former choices
Free from the clutter of a choir of voices
Free from the people who make me pick my poisons
I call it cancer, you say gainful employment

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Ayahuasca’s the reason I know me
Social Anxiety’s the reason you know me
I’m the reason that you can’t control me
Not the chemicals causin’ sensory overloading
I hate these rap phonies who act like they know me
And pretend to not see the guns I’m toting
I hate that people think I’m some one trick pony
Sorry to be less Bojack Horseman than what you were hoping
Give it up to the girls who still repeatedly grope me
While I still keep searching for those hands worth holding
Cuz so far I’ve had a lot of one and only’s
While the pressures of time and loneliness corrode me
Give it up to the friends who’ve repeatedly shown me
Battle scars are things that keep us all going
Cuz so far my collection of cuts is steadily growing
Life sent me down the river like I’m not a slave worth owning
And I’m squandering second chances like it’s no big deal
I keep putting this stuff out hopin’ you’ll see it’s appeal
I keep wearing myself down to make it come out real
‘cause your impact’s measured in how much you make people feel
So I keep giving all I’ve got ‘til I’ve got nothing left
You keep saying I’m nothing, what you’d think you’d get?
You keep calling these shots, forgetting I’m the pilot
You keep asking “what’s wrong?” after saying “keep quiet”
I keep provin’ you wrong cuz that’s my major op
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger more often than not
Not a cause for concern, a lesson in why you shouldn’t stop
I’m 24 and I’ll keep fighting ‘till I reach the top
I’m a collection of faults and successes conveyed
In a way that tells you everything’ll be okay
Excuse me for acting more confident than afraid
I’ve learned life is done better if you go against the grain


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