Cloaked

Ticking through decades, impaired and unchanged
 Move in the space between where decisions were made
 Is it too much to live with this?
 The worst of it still growing
 Claim, channel, define by one distraction
 Ruled without intention, some days I felt that burden
 Is it too much to live with this?
 The worst of it still growing
 What lies beyond the end of this? Wait for it
 Wait for it
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 Screaming on the outside looking in
 Longing for the simplicity of nothing
 To bend without breaking when chances are slim
 Locked in this rhythm, locked in this ruling
 Screaming on the outside looking in
 Longing for the simplicity of nothing
 To bend without breaking when chances are slim
 Longing for the list of things I'm losing