Who the **** am I kidding?
I was born with the curse of always giving in
Every day is another chance to make peace with myself
But I would rather play dead
Sure it looks easy when it's through borrowed eyes
A hero has a thousand faces, none of them matching mine
**** the world, **** the stars, **** the person you are
But nothing will matter if I don't give up folding my cards
I keep tripping over the same steps
The stars aren't beautiful
Advice is never useful
And I still walk the line held tight with my regrets
I’d rather die than live like this
I've got to give up giving in
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