It never seems like enough
I’m Always two steps behind
and when things start to get rough
It feels like I’m going blind

A little forward
a little backward
a little out of control
Out of the middle
from every angle
how will the center ever hold

I cannot help it
I cannot stop it
I cannot fight my way through
It’s not a failure
It’s not defeatist
what else is there left to do

Nothing good can come of this
Nothing but a tragedy
nothing positive
nothing for the best
nothing good can come of this

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