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Staring eyes wide open gazing into nothing, running in place again
Going through the motions, in and out as the oceans, repeating
Numb to the silence, to the absence of emotion, the sum of the script
Nothing but a click in the rotation
Sick of the peace of mind that goes along with keeping on and I can't keep on keeping on
Inside it feels like I'm stuck here, suspended, at best underwhelming, what's wrong with me?
My conscious is calling but the world isn't all it's cracked up to be I'm hopelessly hopeful
That I'm not stuck here suspended, in a world I pretended was right for me
Strung out on the same old, got an itch for something painful
To feel something real once, to remind myself it's not in my head
Sick of the calm coinciding with sticking in and with the line, can't keep on keeping on
It all just feels like I'm stuck here, suspended, at best underwhelming, what's wrong with me?
My conscious is calling but the world isn't all it's cracked up to be I'm hopelessly hopeful
That I'm not stuck here suspended, in a world I pretended was right for me
When I close my eyes When I leave the light
Inside it feels like I'm stuck here, suspended, at best underwhelming, what's wrong with me?
My conscious is calling but the world isn't all it's cracked up to be I'm hopelessly hopeful
That I'm not stuck here suspended, in a world I pretended was right for me
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