Here I lie, on my own in a seperate sky
Don’t you wish that life was as simple
As fish swimming ‘round in a barrel
When you’ve got the gun?

I wish. I wish my life was as simple as that. I wish my head wasn’t split up all the time, filled with stuff I don’t want to think about. I wish it would all just clear up and go away - white as snow with nothing to worry about.

But my wishes don’t come true.

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