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There's that lump in my throat
The one that I get when I'm sat all alone
Brought to me by anxiety and a life unknown

It's the thought of death it completely surrounds me
It never lets me go

Wait 'til tomorrow, they say
But what if it doesn't come
Because so many things keep ending
As if they'd never really begun

Writing out all these useless words
As if they'll ever mean anything anyway
Writing out words that I͛m never going to read again
Filled with "yours" and "mine" and "yesterday"
And what happened to them

Reliving old stories
I'm too entrenched in my past
Reliving my youth
I think I'm just too long in the tooth

I'm never looking forward
I͛m always looking back
Nostalgic thoughts surround me
As if I'll somehow get it all back

It's these thoughts I carry with me, they weigh on me in my bed
About life and death and dying
And the soil pouring over my head

I'm always counting down
I'm always ready to think the worst

Tied to old stories
Tied to my youth
Reliving old stories
Reliving my youth

It's these thoughts I carry with me, they weigh on me in my bed
About life and death and dying and the soil pouring over my head

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