long can you live like this? You're chasing yesterday Chasing it today Where is the person you once were? Where have you gone? Where have you gone? How long can
Recurring thoughts Take hold again Shut them out Take hold again Carry on Leave it all behind Carry on Run away From yourself, afraid Hide away This
Analyse what I've become Recognise what others see (Their reality) I'm stepping down now Open up myself (open up) Open up Letting go, this apathy is
Is everything Is everything Is everything becoming... Is everything becoming nothing Is everything Is everything Is everything Becoming nothing In
You're slipping into yourself again Slipping into yourself again Lock up Shut up Close up Put up, put up the barriers Protection, ignorance Suppression
I want to see you But I cannot bring myself to I want to see you But I cannot bring myself to I want to see you Want to hear you But naturally I cannot
Why have their opinions affected you so much? There's no one else to blame but yourself All we are Is all we are You've taken yourself prisoner Now
change, rearrange Tear apart your prejudice, intolerance I'll tell you all I know, things can always change, change I'll tell you all I know, things can always
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Sucking you in It's hanging over you I feel your pain Everyday They're surrounding you Sucking you in It's hanging over you Forever changing, rearranging
been anywhere so, we can have a sleepover ill lay a towel down you can do the rest, and then well both make a vowel sound single white female, we can
mean the situation's clean Additional stress that will come from the press The mess I made putting my life on parade Now the writers can say, "We were right all along You can
the changes the changes that you need But I no longer know how to pray I live in dog town and it?s a Dalmatian parade And I change my spots over and
quick to change us And imitate us Fiction (Dreams in Digital) She's lost in coma where it's beautiful Intoxicated from the deep sleep, deep sleep
mean the situation's clean Additional stress that will come from the press The mess I made putting my life on parade Now the writers can say "we were right all along You can
We?re up till three Awake until the stars sleep. Here we go the same parade Of why can?t you be more like me But it always ends the same. Maybe in your
: We?re up till three Awake until the stars sleep. Here we go the same parade Of why can?t you be more like me But it always ends the same. Maybe in
We?re up till three Awake until the stars sleep. Here we go the same parade Of why can?t you be more like me But it always ends the same. Maybe in