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Have you ever felt like everything's wrong?
Even when everything is right, it feels impossible to move on.
Deep down, you heart falls
and hanging there only barely by your veins, the pinch of holding on is unbareable.

Have you ever felt like everything you do is a failure?
The same feeling of being awarded for being a Saint, when you are a Sinner.
The burden of awkwardness
it makes your stomach turn, twist and squeeze, the burning of your acids in your throat.

Have you ever felt like giving up on trying?
To get knocked down, kicked in your sides until your bruises bled
To give in, without a fight.
Then to just lay there, left for dead.

Have you ever felt like you don't know why?
Why you so suddenly feel miserable, how you would being the last living soul on this earth.
You're a bird, with broken vocal cords; unable to sing.
You're a fish, without the fins on your body; unable to swim.
You're a dog, beaten down everyday by the same cold hands; you're unable to think, unable to speak, unable to move. Unable to love anymore.
You're a living, breathing being; striped of your meaning in life.

Description
Have you ever felt like everything's wrong?
Even when everything is right, it feels impossible to move on.
Deep down, you heart falls
and hanging there only barely by your veins, the pinch of holding on is unbareable.

Have you ever felt like everything you do is a failure?
The same feeling of being awarded for being a Saint, when you are a Sinner.
The burden of awkwardness
it makes your stomach turn, twist and squeeze, the burning of your acids in your throat.

Have you ever felt like giving up on trying?
To get knocked down, kicked in your sides until your bruises bled
To give in, without a fight.
Then to just lay there, left for dead.

Have you ever felt like you don't know why?
Why you so suddenly feel miserable, how you would being the last living soul on this earth.
You're a bird, with broken vocal cords; unable to sing.
You're a fish, without the fins on your body; unable to swim.
You're a dog, beaten down everyday by the same cold hands; you're unable to think, unable to speak, unable to move. Unable to love anymore.
You're a living, breathing being; striped of your meaning in life.