In the End Zone
I'm in the end zone
Looking down below
Before I draw the last straw
Cause I'm a stone rolling over moss
I was set to motion by my drive
My desire to go and get it
I didn't sit to think that I'll need to stop
Or to have a leg on the brake
So I kept rolling in my own mud
Cause I water dead flowers
Hoping that will help them blossom
While all I'm doing is making myself deadbeat
That's why I'm in the end zone
Drained cause I keep giving
Till my back breaks
And all I can do is go over the zone, to fall
The PO£T
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