I was navigating through the narrowness in light
We are thin and we are sleepless tonight
There are palm trees on the east coast
As for me I'll haunt ever darkened door from here to the shore
My self esteem is worth more than this to me
I'm not giving in to your sardonic systematic intricacies
You work like a clock they said but without the consistency
I don't want to awake with another day of disaster
Break the mold or watch yourself fold into the them
These fires and floods were meant for them
Why can't we release them to do what we trained them to
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