Mar 29, 2007 02:58
Every single night
The same arrangement
I go out and fight the fight
Still I always feel
This strange estrangement
Nothing here is real
Nothing here is right
I’ve been making shows of trading blows
Just hoping no one knows
That I’ve been
Going through the motions
Walking through the part
Nothing seems to penetrate my heart
...
I don’t want to be
Going through the motions
Losing all me drive
I can’t even see if this is really me
And I just want to be
Alive
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