Chapter Three: Living Without
‘Fell on hard times, purely dysfunctional,
Tried so hard to find it, tried so hard to find it,
It comes and goes…
And what do you want? And what do you need?
And what if we all came clean?
I’m questioning life, I’m questioning you,
And what if we all came through?'
Deliver Me, Moist
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Don't you think that was a little harsh? )