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I walk in silence
These roads wind for miles
They say it's the scenic route
Down by the hellhole
I look but I don't want to
Never one to follow through
Now lack of directions
Distort self perception
Nobody is foolproof
Skint from the healing
I said that I don't need it
More money than sense, for sure

And I drop
So messed up
There's a plague
Can't complain

I'm pissed and sodden
Wild and unbridled
Unstable to tell the truth
I let out a war cry
Salute to a magpie
As I march towards my doom

And I drop
So messed up
There's a plague
Can't complain

Keep marching on

And I drop
So messed up