| I need to get my thoughts straight,
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| I’m living a life led by fiction.
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| The thin line between dreams
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| has been slowly blurring out.
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| I might be losing my sense of direction
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| to a compass pointing south.
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| Loneliness grows as the rays of light dim
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| and welcome the endless night
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| just to wake up and do it all over again.
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| This vicious cycle is taking it’s toll on me.
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| As I seek for direction,
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| I see the path that you chose
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| as I slowly walk away.
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| I take a look at your life, and I realize
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| I never wanna be like you…
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| …BE LIKE YOU!
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| I’ve been here many times before,
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| the lights point to the exit but I can’t let this go.
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| Try to forget the memories and worries that molded my life.
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| I’m a result of questioning where we stand (and what we want).
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| Please take this from me now cause I won’t let it slip away…
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| …SLIP AWAY!
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| Even if this ends up killing me I have no where else to go. |