Distraught and disturbed by most things around
It's all a mind state, viewing from the ground
But it's tough to look up, when there's never enough
Of what us needed, to believe, and you feel so stuck
Conceited in their actions, distractions posed in factions
Everything is meant to be, how could this really happen?
Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 10:03 AM UTC
Distraught and disturbed by most things around
It's all a mind state, viewing from the ground
But it's tough to look up, when there's never enough
Of what us needed, to believe, and you feel so stuck
Conceited in their actions, distractions posed in factions
Everything is meant to be, how could this really happen?
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