The second stanza is horrible.
I am aware of this fact.
I've got troubled thoughts
Burning a hole through my chest, this pain takes away everything: My pride, my courage, my self-respect; my entire life, lost. I know, I shouldn't let it get to me, but don't you see? It's the city noise. It made me strange.
And the self-esteem to matchI stare
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