I can't mold this stage anymore
recognize me anymore
to tread this fantasy
openly
what have I done
oh this uncertianty is taken me over
It's all over.....yeah....over....
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Cause in my head there's a greyhound station Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations So they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited than here -DCfC
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