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I guess you could say I lost faith at an early age I don't want to dissect it too much I could use it as fucking crutch But instead of addressing that old pain I got tattoos, a heavy head, my voice breaks at the mention of death Don't give me hard news I couldn't take it Some say they won't allow it I'm sorry if I'm a pessimist But this don't mean shit Let it go where it goes Sheer will can only last so long So don't be surprised when I say so long I've been so tired since I was born But they gave this to me This frustration Maybe it's pathetic Maybe it's in my genes And I'm supposed to wear it I've never been sure But they gave this to me Don't give me hard news I couldn't take it Some say they won't allow it I'm sorry if I'm a pessimist But this don't mean shit Let it go where it goes I'm tired Oh, I'm tired