Another day has come and gone
And I've been holding in..
Not holding on
Feeling out of place, I
I'm wanting to escape, I
I pack my bags with nothing left to say
It's when I think I've figured out
The figures simply turning
Inside out
Burn before it catches, I
I rummage through the ashes, I
I turn the page with nothing left to say.
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