Down down down
We all go down sometimes
Down is relative.
Relative is my favorite word
But my least favorite experience.
Down down down
All I ever do is go down
In any case, you feel the down
And not the up.
Feeling is my favorite word
But often my least favorite place to be.
It's always back to base.
Base. Basic. Restart.
Start over.
I never get too far.
Just far enough.
Cyclic. My life is cyclic.
A cycle of weariness,
Spiced with joy to forget the pain.
Only the joy doesn't last long enough.
And when it's gone,
My memory betrays me to my fears.
Always down, never up.
I live in false extremes.
Never and always and only and all.
I know better but my heart lies.
All the time. Always, ever.
Down is relative.
Relative is my favorite word
But my least favorite experience.
Down down down
All I ever do is go down
In any case, you feel the down
And not the up.
Feeling is my favorite word
But often my least favorite place to be.
It's always back to base.
Base. Basic. Restart.
Start over.
I never get too far.
Just far enough.
Cyclic. My life is cyclic.
A cycle of weariness,
Spiced with joy to forget the pain.
Only the joy doesn't last long enough.
And when it's gone,
My memory betrays me to my fears.
Always down, never up.
I live in false extremes.
Never and always and only and all.
I know better but my heart lies.
All the time. Always, ever.
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