there’s a watch in my pocket and its hands are broken,
the face is blank the gears are turning,
confusion is a fundamental state of mind,
it doesn’t really matter what I’m figuring out,
I’m guaranteed to wind up in a state of doubt,
and sanity is a full-time job,
in a world that’s always changing,
and sanity is a state of mind that you believe in,
sanity
there’s a shadow on the wall where the paint is peeling,
my body’s moving forward but my mind is reeling,
depression is a fundamental state of being,
it doesn’t really matter how my day has turned out,
I always end up living in this world of doubt.
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