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I am so lost right now i dont even know how to explain. Everything seemed so fine. until this morning. I woke up and just fell apart. I don't know what i am doing. I dont know how to fix the things ive done. i feel so alone and lost. I am so confused. I am so tired of everything. I am so done. I cannot even find words at this point. I cant live here anymore. I cant do the things i do anymore. I need a new life with new experiences. I need to get away. I need to leave. I dont know what to do. i am so unhappy.
you race toward something
you don't know what you'll find
but you'll notice it
when you see it, you say
there must be more out there
waiting silently
you know your place
but you hate it just the same
so leave before the harvest
say goodbye to your life...
Guess i had it coming
ambition is my worst vice
next thing I know
time is having it's way with me
working hard at putting skin on baloney
it all makes sense in some way i forget right now
somehow i manage to fool
myself and everyone else
that this is really just
only, maybe, only,
just the meantime
meantime
frequent liar mileage
as if I had a choice
limp to the edge of patience
and let yourself fall
wearing out mirrors
all over the world
i hope i can get far playing
air guitar
in the meantime
meantime
there has to be more than this
there has to be more than this
somehow i manage to fool
myself and everyone else
that this is really just
only, maybe, only,
just the meantime
meantime
there has to be more than this
you race toward something
you don't know what you'll find
but you'll notice it
when you see it, you say
there must be more out there
waiting silently
you know your place
but you hate it just the same
so leave before the harvest
say goodbye to your life...
Guess i had it coming
ambition is my worst vice
next thing I know
time is having it's way with me
working hard at putting skin on baloney
it all makes sense in some way i forget right now
somehow i manage to fool
myself and everyone else
that this is really just
only, maybe, only,
just the meantime
meantime
frequent liar mileage
as if I had a choice
limp to the edge of patience
and let yourself fall
wearing out mirrors
all over the world
i hope i can get far playing
air guitar
in the meantime
meantime
there has to be more than this
there has to be more than this
somehow i manage to fool
myself and everyone else
that this is really just
only, maybe, only,
just the meantime
meantime
there has to be more than this