EPISODE · Aug 26, 2015 · 1 MIN
Guts
from Contingence · host Jesse Talbot
Lyrics: Damage control, under a guise of rest. I pay the toll just to sit on the bridge when I should invest. A metronome of broken clocks perpetuates this paradox. I could be trying my best to die, but I've been dying to try my best. What good is competence without confidence? (Knowledge of solutions without execution.) I guess I thought I had the guts; I thought I had the fucking guts.
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