All is naught the combinationTo my heartLittle do i see.So much i forgetBegging to be caughtBut they leave me on theCorner Snapping my whipPiece in my handBlowing to the topSave me from the cliffsPushing me forward nowGive me the lessonsTo move me along this fragileTrail all will be for naughtI have a way of ignoringThe factsAll i have this vomit i spit upAnd a nagging coughAlthough they try to getInEveryone has a way ofJumping offLeaving me naughtIf only someone had theThe same numbers thatMatched my heartAll alone,im all alone countingWhat i have and its NaughtSkipping silver dollars acrossThe pondI fill my pockets with rocksso they cantSteal away and it carries meSkimming on the bottomTo the other side where iWhere they push me off I get offThe current carries me toFree fall off the edgeOf the mapThe river called meI was bound by my thoughtsAngels lead me to whereThe man could notAnd I forever count naught
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