A Song and a Self Portrait

“I wanna be the boy who lived
But never have no trust to give
I must admit through busted lips
I’ve sunken ships and rusted bridges
Cut slow to the quick
And lost myself to split decisions
Multiply by my divisions
Round down for the placement
Who’s he?
Just me
Alone in that basement
Why don’t you tell ’em about the loneliness?”

-Flobots

 

 

 

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