Its hard, running on only a brain
It doesnt even keep me sane
Nothing to deal with vain
But keeps me conscience from pain
What keeps me from knowing?
What keeps me from slowing?
Whats keeping me from going?
Maybe Im already down
Whats keeping me from moving?
Whats keeping me from living?
Whats keeping me from breathing?
Whats keeping me from you?
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