My life is a series of searches for things I've forgotten,
Lost, broken, or left out to grow stale or rotten.
As long as I have those, I have a reason to keep moving
Upfield on this chessboard, this Darwinian proving
Ground. I put myself in bad places for the fun of getting out.
I'm addicted to chasing those moments of doubt.
Lost, broken, or left out to grow stale or rotten.
As long as I have those, I have a reason to keep moving
Upfield on this chessboard, this Darwinian proving
Ground. I put myself in bad places for the fun of getting out.
I'm addicted to chasing those moments of doubt.
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