the Dealer from Dopamine Dealer by American Standards

Outside there are vultures
And inside there is doubt
Don’t ever let one ever guide your path
And don’t let your fire go out
Because when you find that something
You’ve gotta hold it tight
They smell the fear
That keeps you here
That keeps you up at night

Step outside, step outside
Step outside in the light
We saw the path that would lead us there
Until things got so complicated

The sweat that feeds the machine
And the tears that make you slip
Define the one you will become
When hopes a sinking ship
Outside there are vultures
And Inside there is doubt
We’re quick to blame
A god that failed
When the devil ain’t about

Que Sera, Sera
Whatever will be will be
If it’s what I want
I’m gunna take it
The future is mine to seize

But my heart was not enough

[I’m trying and failing over and over, I don’t know how much more I can take]

And I swear that I’m always debating it
Am I living or waiting to die
And I laid on the table
Just staring up
The coroner said that I’m fine

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