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Two roads split off from here
and my life goes running in opposite directions
exaggerating the barrier between who i am, and who i want to be
i wanted to be that breath of fresh air, when everything smelled so insincere
but this taste still lingers in my mouth
deceit has ways of sticking around
and im ready to disappear,
vacation seems far.
from here
note to self i miss you terribly
this is what
we call a tragedy
come back to me, back to me, to me
i can feel my mind wandering again
into where i dont know and will i ever get home?
and im sick of this scene, i need to break the routine
which part of me is lost? i feel so close, and yet i am so far
which part of me is lost? i feel so close, and yet i am so...far
and my life goes running in opposite directions
exaggerating the barrier between who i am, and who i want to be
i wanted to be that breath of fresh air, when everything smelled so insincere
but this taste still lingers in my mouth
deceit has ways of sticking around
and im ready to disappear,
vacation seems far.
from here
note to self i miss you terribly
this is what
we call a tragedy
come back to me, back to me, to me
i can feel my mind wandering again
into where i dont know and will i ever get home?
and im sick of this scene, i need to break the routine
which part of me is lost? i feel so close, and yet i am so far
which part of me is lost? i feel so close, and yet i am so...far