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the asphalt is leaning on me like a mountain. the pressure is building and i'm exhausted. i know you know there is nowhere to go. knowing is trying; its not a secret. i know you know there is nowhere to go. i'm sleeping in a basement; it's cold and undusted. the pictures are hanging all my walls like a guilliotine. i know you know there is nowhere. laying down here trying to think of nothing, i know you know there is nowhere to go. From Letras Mania