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Echoes of Nostalgia

  I just found my new favorite thing, now I'm hyper-fixated overanalyzing

  Tear it apart, see how it works, then put it back together

  I've smothered the spark, I'm so fucking smart. Nothing last forever

  Pacing the walls, I'm 90-feet tall, locked inside my own head

  Slowly going berserk, because nothing works, I'm thinking I'm addicted

  I'm on a nostalgia crash. The luster fades too damned fast.

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  I just want it to last, guess I'm living in the past.

  Some days I wish that I was dumb, much better than this forever numb

  Same fucking shit on a different day, the same shitty rerun stuck on replay

  I need a change of pace and to hell with saving face

  I've never been okay, so who cares if I'm insane?

  Happiness gone in a flash. The luster fades too damned fast.

  I just want it to last, guess I'm living in the past.

  Bleak grey days all the way, the same shitty rerun stuck on replay.

  I thought I'd finally found my way, but depression won't go away

  Apathy kicking my ass. The luster fades too damned fast.

  I want the mania to last, I want to live my life fast.

  I just want to be my best, I guess I'm living in the past.

  tired like this. And since working myself to a frenzy is my usual method of beating off depression, now I'm in the negative feedback loop of always being tired, not enjoying anything I can force myself to do, and thus being further discontented and unfocused. repeat ad nausuim. Joy to the world and fuck my life. Sometimes I really do envy the braindead sheep with their heads in the sand, so contented in their ignorance. ~The more I know the more it's killing me, yet I can't help but keep observing it~

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