Running in circles is the easiest way to lose track of where you're going or whe re you've been. We can scream for sin or for days about what we lose and what we 've won, but in the end you're only as good as what you've done. Forget the phon y fuck that thinks with an ass instead of a head; it's a game left for losers in a scene they're already fled. I can't believe for you, I've already left so muc h behind. Eleven years of fists and words to keep the right state of mind, and i ts easy to lose when you've forgotten the game. Whether it's sanity or love you' ve lost it all amounts to the same. Patchwork existence. A button martyr matrimo ny. Scene screen survival. An exodus assumed. Who's got the monopoly on sincerit y? It's the same color with a different face. Self-selected exiled running in th e same old race.
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