I Have A Cold
Let's be honest
Truthfully, who are we?
How can we keep stepping?
Stepping towards our future one head at a time
What is the meaning of life?
A meaning that could be meaningful or less
People say you choose
I say whatever you choose, people still want you to lose
So be sick, be ill, be radical at whatever you do
Truthfully no one is sicker than you when you do you
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