Oh my god listen to yourself man
Ain't working like you had planned
Not the same that your on your own now
With no direction, plus your old town
Just somehow feel
Theres so much you hide
So much that i need to find
It's in your face when you're by the window
Don't believe her, kid you're a dreamer
Come so far from where we begin
Comin at ya, whatcha feelin
Lead the air, find these hands tied
Now your somebody, without the end
Oh memory, a long ricker at sea
Lead the air, find theres hands tied
Now your somebody without the end
Oh memory, a long ricker at sea
Now your somebody without the end
Oh memory, a long ricker at sea
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