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I'm working myself to the limit,
wondering what i'm doing here,
trying to live a life,
being stopped and put down along the way.
I'm nervous to the point of breakdown,
i'm ready to snap,
break outta' my chains,
why do i feel i have to live?
I haven't got much,
no friends, no family,
nothing like that,
i don't need care, just let me live.
You've heard of wars,
there's one inside my head,
deciding if i live or not,
i need stability, not your dissin'.
Give me love, not your hate,
i'm not messed up,
just depressed, over the disrespect,
i respect you, can't you respect me?
It's driving me mad,
i'm all alone, hitching my way across the land,
people stop and stare,
haven't you ever seen a runaway?
I could be like you,
dissin' others thinking it's fun,
but i've been through that, it's not that fun,
if i find someone hurt, i'm still willing to help.
I'm helping you,
but you're not helping me,
i used to think you cared,
but that's gone, i know i'm alone.
So sue me, i hate you too,
but don't get mad, because your hating me too.
I fight alone and bring no others,
you need an army, that's just pride.
Your pride's large, and you can't afford to loose,
but if you keep on like this you will.
So hit me hard, i'm not afraid,
i've been through it before, and i can go again.
Your army's dead, my angers not,
you tore me apart, but here i still remain.
Just as hurt, and just as pained.
As the last time i fought my mind.
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