The cycle circles, stalls, then spins.
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Describes the current state I'm in.
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It's like a nose dive then a crash,
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With all my blackouts and scraped hands.
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It's in the words caught in my throat.
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It's in the how did I get home?
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I'd like to sleep my life away.
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But I'd just wake up years too late.
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The Life Of The Party Has Left The Building
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| Less Than Jake |
