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I can't look at you when I'm like this.
I'm falling apart, but I'm holding my ground
But just one glance and I'll know I'll fall down
The ceiling has so many holes in it
and the ground has betrayed me before
My tongue has been lit
and my eye lids are sore
from holding back so many tears
and making so many useless rhymes
Of what it is I mostly fear
and trying to combine that with time
So I'll just sit back and watch
No one will notice I'm here
I'm an observer, top notch
It's been like this year after year