The Hard Knock Life
It was all predetermined
By the actions I made from the start
Doing things I had no bussiness doing
And now it's come to haunt me
Slowly ruining my life
And the realization sinks in
As it all gets worse
I'm losing everything
Everything that ever meant anything to me
And it's all my fault
I'm no good for anything
Not even myself
All because I don't know when and where to stop
I have no control
And I have no awareness of consequences
I've gone and ruined things...
Again
I never listen
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