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You can study 'til it makes you sick It won't change it The tempo is still at your side It keeps you up at night My arms are full of rage Most days, all I do is pace Mouthing mantras to keep me calm I've exhausted You can study 'til it makes you sick You won't change it My arms are full of rage Most days, all I do is pace Mouthing mantras to keep me calm I've exhausted You can keep the past away You can keep the past away Mouthing mantras to make me calm Look at what I've done I've a floating head Between trash and frustration I've a floating head Between trash and frustration I'm not coming back I'm not coming back I'm not coming back I'm not coming back Knowing what I want is not a want Is wanting not Is floating Knowing what I've become is never done Will come along Is floating I'm not coming back I'm not coming back I'm not coming back I'm not coming back You can keep the past away You can keep the past away Mouthing mantras to make me calm Look at what I've done Look at what I've done