3 2 1
Relax take a deep breath
count back from three two one and smile it will be over soon
but when your life only consists of threes and twos and ones it seems to flash by so quickly
every smile another memory of how you couldn't keep it in an alcoholics last drink until the next
because somehow one isn't enough you pine for the next and before you realize it your picking yourself up from the ground and screaming I'm not done yet
tomorrow seems like today and today seems like yesterday a depiction of what's going to happen next
because if I count another three two I might not get to one
and the only thing holding you back from giving up is the fear that you might actually give up
that what you really want is the end and that scares you just a little too much
that you can't stop counting
three two smile for once I'll skip the one that shaky relief tears at your morals and tells you your going to hell for giving in that the only thing keeping you together was that one piece of fear without it there is no...
Three two one
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