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A Fact Of Me

Life is a wreck....

Call me some sort of human or animal if you please
I crawl in the depth of depression
While you're in the happiness of your own home
But don't get distracted by this fact

Everything means something and something means everything
You don't see this; you only see this little part
One time you need to step back and look at the big picture, right?
But don't get distracted by this little fact

Life is a wreck and I'm the wreck it has happened with
I dance with this wreck and this depression haunts me
So if you are in cold blood
Don't be distracted by this medium sized fact

Only one day you'll notice you've screwed me
Then you'll see why it's so bad to be in the depth of this depression
You, yourself will be brought down to this depth of depression
But still don't get distracted by this huge fact

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