Trudging-SNFU
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I've been trudging through the fog

I cannot see too clearly

The smog burns at my eyes

And it clutches at my windpipe

Tightly clutches at my windpipe

Yeah yeah

I've been trudging through this fog

I'm trudging

Breathing is a goddamn job

The only one that I can find

Living is a f**king chore

One that I do daily

Yes one that I do daily

Yeah yeah

I've been trudging

And it clutches at my windpipe

And it clutches at my windpipe

And it clutches at my windpipe

And it clutches at my windpipe

Must rise up out of clouds

There is a stomach lining

I've been trudging through this fog

There is a stomach lining

At the end of the tainted rainbow

There is nothing much worth finding

There is nothing much worth finding

Yeah yeah

And it clutches at my windpipe

And it clutches at my windpipe

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