| I used to see vibrancy in all the colours
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| Changing seasons, now I dread every dead leaf
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| Wilting away like the ambition I once had
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| Deciduous, relinquish my intent, battered by indifference
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| Existential questions, no answers
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| Languishing in self reflection
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| Grey matter leads me astray to polar feelings
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| Leave me by the wayside
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| Trapped in a monochromatic dream
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| It’s never ending
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| Leave me by the wayside
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| Trapped in a monochromatic dream
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| Left in a trance
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| If I could change one thing
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| I’d try to comprehend
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| The kind of people we’ve become
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| Fleeting passion
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| Dormant hearts
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| Ceasing perseverance
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| That we feel we’ve lost from the start
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| Time left me behind in a noxious gaze
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| What’s the allure of nothingness?
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| A chimera in monochrome, I exist in the grey
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| As the flesh tone leaves my body, I am colourless
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| We are recollections from a hand full of moments
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| Now I dread every dead leaf on the ground
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| Wither away, wither, wither
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| Now I dread every dead leaf on the ground
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| Grey matter leads me to polar feelings
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| Leave me by the wayside
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| Trapped in a monochromatic dream
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| It’s never ending
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| Leave me by the wayside
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| Trapped in a monochromatic dream
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| Left in a trance
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| Time left me behind
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| Time left me behind
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| Time left me behind
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| Time left me behind |