I've already given up on myself twice.
Third time is the charm, third time is the charm.
Threw caution to the wind, but I've got a lousy arm.
And I traced your shadows on the wall,
now I kiss them whenever I'm down, whenever I'm down.
Figured, "I'm not figuring myself out."
I'm depressed, LiveJournal.
No, you're not going to get a sappy, angsty, teenager-
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