Founder's Canon
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’m sick, I’m done, I’m through
With walking all this way just to
Give up at edges of the ledges
That I wish to dive from to
Down to the ground to make the sound
Of body pounding pavement found
When I am drowning in the frowns
Of all the fucks who’ve stuck around
Remove this glue that holds me to
A ruined dream that once was you
Life’s just a lie, where nothing’s true
I jumped to die, instead I flew
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