Do you ever feel like a plastic bag drifting through the wind wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?
Do you ever feel already buried deep? Six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing.
Do you know that there's still a chance for you? 'Cause there's a spark in you.
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