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I sit by my castles |
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In the back of my chair |
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Gazing into the dawn |
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I blackmailed my teachers |
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For not living dispair |
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When there was really |
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Not much going on |
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I learnt how to cry at a very young age |
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But still I will write another page |
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Good bye my friends hope you see light in the end |
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Good bye my friends hope you see truth in the end |
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They said listen |
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But I could not hear |
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With a million things on my mind |
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I envisioned prophets to save me from fear |
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But those prophets they fell from the line |
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I stumbled on trappings so it seems |
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But now I'm much older than my dreams |
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Good bye my friends hope you see light in the end |
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Good bye my friends hope you see truth in the end. |
