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Asleep mid-sentence the words fell apart. |
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No one is listening anyway. |
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This day will soon turn black and my 'wants and needs' |
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Will spill on my burning ashes. |
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I learned to be selfish today |
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I learned to be alive. |
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These things I care for are for |
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My personal gain and my personal happiness only. |
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Why should I sit in your chairs and satisfy your standards. |
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I've done it all before and I've confused my self |
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A thousand times. |
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The tragic day that I call morality |
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Just doesn't do it for me anymore. |
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No more choices, just standing in the cold. |
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The day will turn black and I will have either lived or died. |
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Asleep mid-sentence- my words fall to the ground. |
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Swept into this dreamland. |
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Economic satisfaction, never succeed. |
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But happiness has its place. |
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Justice will not lie in your corner. |
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Throw myself in the corner |
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I have nothing to complain about here. |
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A tragic day seems too peaceful to most, |
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Spoiled ambitions turned my heart to black. |
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Living dreams, loving dreams, |
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Awakening to what I've always dreamt of. |
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Living dreams, loving dreams, |
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Awakening to what I've always dreamt of. |
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The familiar sound, the familiar sound of |
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The lovely love from the love of my life |
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Will keep the notes coming. |
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From the reciting of the show, |
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From the plip and the shevanel, |
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From the grind that annoys, |
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And the sarcasm they all hate' |
