My Constitution
This is my Constitution
I wrote it on my hands and knees,
While you were waiting by your car
There is no end solution
There's just pollution in my brain,
That makes it hard to carry on
And I believe it's true
Yes, I believe it's true
There is no inspiration
Asphyxiated in a cave-in,
Dying, choking on the smoke
This is our shared condition
Together waiting one and all,
As we were falling to this world
And I believe it's true
Yes, I believe it's true
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