This Isn't Good

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It’s just 1:00 and I really can’t cope

With the cracks in the sidewalk, I think I’ve lost hope

‘cause I’ve got a feeling they’ll widen and deepen

Creating a canyon, and I’ll slip right through them

Just a glance down below me and I can just see

An ocean of fire, someone calling for me

And I’ll fall into embers as I become ashes

I see it all now in my head, in quick flashes

I smell the smoke rise to my eyes as I walk

And all those around me are stopping to gawk

I can’t help but lower my irises down

When I’m focused on cracks and the devil’s around

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