Don't know what I'm looking for and can not
tell if I have found it at all.
Need a helping hand or two, to get me out of
it all.
Find this damn path again, it seam's to have
vanish from my feet.
Don't know how it got this bad and how to go,
maybe I should stop to look back but I've never
done that.
I've always wanted you to see the party girl under
me without really looking at me.
Looking for it, I have to know why my mind wonders
to and fro.
Uneven ground, uneven mind, uneven due to bound my
soul.
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