...Honestly, what will become of me?
Don't like reality,
it's way too clear to me
But, reallly
Life is daily
we are what we don't see
we missed everything daydreaming...
...Travelling I
only stop at exits
wonder if i'll stay
young and restless
Living this way I stressless
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why....
Don't like reality,
it's way too clear to me
But, reallly
Life is daily
we are what we don't see
we missed everything daydreaming...
...Travelling I
only stop at exits
wonder if i'll stay
young and restless
Living this way I stressless
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why....
...well the dogs were barking at the new moon
whistling on a new tune
hoping it will come soon
And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day
'til the feeling went away
And the sky was falling on the clouds were dropping and
the rain forgot how to bring salvation
whistling a new
hoping it would come soon
so that they could die...
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