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Two roads split off from here |
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And my life goes running in opposite directions |
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Exaggerating the barrier |
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Between who I am and who I want to be |
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I wanted to be that breath of fresh air |
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When everything smelled so insincere |
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But this taste still lingers in my mouth |
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Deceit has ways of sticking around |
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And I'm ready to disappear |
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Vacation seems far from here |
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Note to self, I miss you terribly |
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This is what we call a tragedy |
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Come back to me, come back to me, to me |
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Note to self, I miss you terribly |
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This is what we call a tragedy |
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Come back to me, back to me, to me |
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I can feel my mind wandering again |
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Into where I don't know, and will I ever get home? |
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Time starts moving faster than I can |
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And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break the routine |
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I can feel my mind wandering again |
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Into where I don't know, and will I ever get home? |
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Time starts moving faster than I can |
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And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break the routine |
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Two roads split off from here |
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And my life goes running in opposite directions |
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Exaggerating the barrier |
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Between who I am and who I want to be |
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Which part of me is lost? |
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I feel so close, yet so far |
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Which part of me is lost? |
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I feel so close, yet so far |
