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Well the end is near Or so they say But I keep waking up every day I put my hands On my face I think it's time I got out of this place It's too hard To go with the flow I think I'll stand here and watch it roll I'm tired yet I'm wide awake I'm much too young to never make mistakes Where is the fantasy? Can someone promise me That I'll never grow old until I die? Where is the promised land? It must be gone again Dropped in the sea like one big lie I'm not alone And I've checked But I'm sipping wine by the bottleneck Take me home But not inside If I can't open doors I might as well die I took a pill Let's take a ride When reality fails just look inside I don't like What I see But at least I can say I am always me
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Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 7:56 AM UTC
I Am Always Me
Well the end is near Or so they say But I keep waking up every day I put my hands On my face I think it's time I got out of this place It's too hard To go with the flow I think I'll stand here and watch it roll I'm tired yet I'm wide awake I'm much too young to never make mistakes Where is the fantasy? Can someone promise me That I'll never grow old until I die? Where is the promised land? It must be gone again Dropped in the sea like one big lie I'm not alone And I've checked But I'm sipping wine by the bottleneck Take me home But not inside If I can't open doors I might as well die I took a pill Let's take a ride When reality fails just look inside I don't like What I see But at least I can say I am always me
jordan-rowan
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Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 7:56 AM UTC
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