I've lost focus
Finding solace in the hopeless
Dirty soapless
Unable to unyoke this
Chain around my neck
Worry runs unchecked
But I'm collared to the grindstone
So I follow all the steps
I've stepped before
Making rings in the dirt floor
Wondering if this life
Holds anything more
Wondering if this life
Holds anything more
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