Exhausted Forever stuck on this treadmill
People call life People call enjoyable
But I don't like this treadmill
Find no joy in suffering Day after day barely making it
Through another year It's all the same
The same treadmill
Don't tell me I'm not allowed to be exhausted I'll be whatever I want
Staring at my impeding doom My self-destruction
Because I can't take this treadmill
So time to get off Rest now
Attest my sins And go to sleep
And perhaps I should've loved that treadmill when I still had it
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