my strength is sapped and i`m closing my eyes nothing to wrestle with but my old times i`m closing my eyes it`s my place and think i can make it on my own nothing to wrestle with but my old times think i can make it on my own it`s too pained (plain?) it`s too strained (?) it won`t be dressed up held me for being this way when i`ve given up you could comfort and frustrate me the holes were already there always to wrestle with in my old mind i wanted to close my mind it`s too pained (late?) it`s too strained (straight?) it won`t be dressed up held me for being this way when i`ve given up
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