My world is simple
My world is tragic
The world of happiness and unhappiness
You take it but you can't really have it
Just like the words
That come and go
The ones you heard
But could not follow
My world is simple
No place for magic
The world of fulfillment and emptiness
You take it but you can't really have it
Spinning upside down, we're spinning in thrill
Spinning upside down, and we can never be still
There are many things in life that rot and wilt
That doesn't mean that we should or will....
Here in the in-between
With no real sense of time
Clinging to the streams
Seeping from my weary mind
I define this ground
As free from bounds
Free from all doubts
And everything now
Come with me
And don't worry
There's no need to hurry
Life is a rush
Please slow down
There's always a way out
Life is simple
Life is a drug
It makes you dizzy for a little while
But then it fades and leaves you struck
And i want to live a life
That's neither down nor up
And i hope that someday, someday
We wouldn't have to live in our crusts
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