Grasping to every step is a wild guess
All our memories turned to ashes

Life wore out to live cut short
Alone I cursed the chilling wide court

Chains, inescapable bounds
Thoughts and doubts hold back for several rounds

Inside the cold corners
Can't get a hold of me, it's a torture

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade
Add sugar, ice, as sour as ever made

Scratching like a broken record
Out at sea, I'm overboard

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