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I, I don't feel it anymore
Somehow I see clearer than before
I hold on to the bastian of life
I turn my back to the meaning of life
And the scene isn't my scene anymore
I dug too deep and was crawling on the floor
It's what you make and the people you love
The more I burn, the less I've got to show
What's calling me now is
Jumping in line at the store
Keep racin' ahead, there's
No value in the score
Grind your teeth
And cut off all your sleeves
A few good rifs
And a sticky bag of cream
You said therefore
It's not as bad as it seems
A corner kid gets to live out all his dreams
No self-control
You keep singin' through the screams
When you let go it's closer than you think
There are colors in the places you can't find
It's a weird way of saying goodbye
It's a weird way of saying goodbye
It's a weird way of saying goodbye
(There are colors in the places you can't find)
(It's a weird way of saying goodbye)
(It's a weird way of saying goodbye)
(It's a weird way of saying goodbye) it's a weird way
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