Like an average American watching violence on TV.
My lifes just a rerun. Dont turn the channel on me.
With memories of consciousness I wish to be free.
Id change the channels first, but the channels changed on me.
With all I know and with all Ive seen, Im so used to what you wont believe.
When my way out is not so far away, how bad do you want to turn away from me?
Have I failed you? My mind is a vacuum, waiting for ideas.
My pictures yet fading, the timers set for sleep.
Take a closer look and you will find what I am hurting for.
Try and understand and youll retrieve what you had lost before.
Someday youll know if I could break down these walls.
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