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I wanted to feel something
to be something
to see something
I wanted to find
one thing that was mine
and leave this behind
but i can’t find my way
to get far away
and bury these days
Fantasy
once reality
becomes such a parody
If i could find
one thing that was mine
i’d leave this behind
but i can’t find my way
to get far away
and bury these days
If shining
or if shaking
it’s reality faking
If i could find
one thing that was mine
i’d leave this behind
but i can’t find my way
to get far away
and bury these days