The pressure to find a meaning for my life
Is simply overwhelming
This undeniable fact that no matter what the meaning is,
It won’t change with me knowing that
But it’s hard to do anything besides work and sleep
Because I don’t have any money
And I’ve washed up all my dreams
One day I hope to return
To my seventh state of mind
And I hope to find my meaning
Before I get killed off

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