A wolf in shepherd's skin.
Show me what it's like to feel alive.
Vacant eyes watching the world turn away.
Searching for meaning in empty routines.
The epitome of my repeated failures.
I succumb to the weight.
Fire kindled from misfortune.
A life born of mistakes.
Every promise kept tightens the rope around my neck.
A grave seems more fitting than a lead full of regret.
The epitome of my repeated failures.
I succumb to the weight.
Fire kindled from misfortune.
A life born of mistakes.
Shoulder the weight.
There are still mountains left to move.
A wolf in shepherd's skin.
This is how I show that I survived.

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