So I'm looking at this bottle, and this bottle, it
speaks to me. It says get off the fucking train,
so I jumped down. These metaphors are for
assholes, and I'm not different. I'll get to what
I mean, but slowly. Roses and poetry; that's all
you want to be? It's not alive, and not dead. It's
looking for a reason to be. Not alive, and not
dead. You give me goals impossible and I get
further from my own. If these were lies then I
wouldn't be leaving. You had to need me. I tried
this once before. It's just as insulting. What
for? It's not alive, and not dead. Looking for a
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anger was a heavy weight you bore. Now I'm
balancing meteors. I want to see you.

But not alive, and not dead. Show me what you used
to be. I was looking at this bottle and the words
made sense to me, because it was all a fucking
dream. A lie. I'm not alive, and I'm not dead. I
just see my goals are impossible and I get further
from them all. These mocking words. We buried
both. What a world without you holds, I had to
know.