I was thinking, contemplating
Dreams of life and over rating
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My brain is just a macramé
Of twisted tangled threads
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I travel through these streets one step after the other
Looking for the time that I once knew
The days just pass me by while I keep walking
Searching for that road that leads to you
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You think you know me so well
But you’ve never lived my personal hell
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Wonder how you’re doing now
Are you staying warm and dry?
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Crashing through the screen door in urgent desperation
I stumble to the ground my brain in liquidation
What made that sound was my investigation
Must be getting paranoid to my estimation
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