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[face_meets_wall]

"Are we really alone?"

This is the wind
Reaching out to take the world away
Leaving nothing left for us to realize
What the hell is going on
Sometimes I feel like
Nothing's going to work out my way
So far gone, too late to realize
This is the weight
Crushing us beneath it all
Leaving us with no escape
Collapsing in the mess we made
We're breaking down
Sometimes I feel like
I can't push any further on
Some nights I feel like
The taste of steel could wash it all away
We're too far gone