You have nothing to offer me, the only one who can fix this mess is me.
It's hard, it's painful, it's slow, slow, slow but I can't lay down and I can't stop moving. The minute I let up I'm blown over by the slightest of breezes, the raging torrent takes over, the current pulls me in all the wrong directions and the sea swallows me whole. And no one's gonna pull me out. Fight for your life Fight for your life FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE.
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