Electron
It's like running on ice
Sliding headfirst into a wall
You look back on your lies
Wishing you never made them at all
Regret the remorse
Checking self-worth
Hoping for better times to come
Restrained
Hands tied behind your back
Welfare line to a panic attack
Beneath it all your stars will shine
Caress the fall, you'll be just fine
In this house the lights stay on
No matter how small you find the electron
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