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Every day it gets harder To get myself out of bed When I'd rather solve problems With a gun to my head Far too long, I've allowed myself To use the future as a crutch, The promise of better days ahead Used to be enough. I've dug in my heels, Turned my back on the past, But as a silent Atlas, I'm bending in half Far too long, I've allowed myself To use the future as a crutch, The promise of better days ahead Used to be enough. I've been crawling towards the light at the end of the road Now it's disappeared and left me all alone Aus Songtexte Mania