.We walked along the barren beach,
I saw the trash but not the glass broken at my feet.
Cut myself once again, gotta stop count to ten, and relax.
Take a breath, breath in deep. Taste the smog, feel heat.
I gotta get out... of this place
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
All the trash, broken.
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