It's like we're all in a dream
ghosts dwelling around.
We've all been been looking for the same thing,
but oh it can't be found
Endlessly we search
and without luck we try.
But one day it won't make any sense
because you believe a lie
Trying to find some good in you
but all you find is hate.
Search deeper, open old wounds
find the cause before it's too late.
Feel the anger rousing up,
burning in your soul.
You know where it is coming from
the one deepest hole.
Now you know why we endlesly search
you know the cause of the lies.
Because you trusted in yourself
and so it opend your eyes.
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