how long will we pretend it's seen so long since we could defend our action and intentions start to compete they collide and lead us to deceit
the right way the wrong way lead me out of the fray extinguish this dimming light they'll never notice once we're out of sight is there a good time and a sad time? is there any way to wash off this grime? we try so hard to get away but somethings about ourselves we just can not betray
but it's getting harder and hard to keep track of all the eyes seating down upon our backs
i'm helpful and helpless the cause and solution of this mess i'll have to resolve to reside not get caught on the wrong side gather and regroup ourselves still we end up like files on shelf though i sweat bleed push and scrape constantly dreaming up a new escape
but it's getting harder and hard to keep track of all the eyes seating down upon our backs
all the bits and pieces that compound forming this bulging mass that weighs us down sometimes i feel like my life is not my own letting myself be guided by a fucking metronome and i just want to skip a beat is this really such a feat? does this need to be a test? why must i be weighed against the rest?
the right way the wrong way lead me out of the fray extinguish this dimming light they'll never notice once we're out of sight is there a good time and a sad time? is there any way to wash off this grime? we try so hard to get away but somethings about ourselves we just can not betray
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