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Nov 2011
When I am alone I get to start thinking
About times long ago, but i've nothing to show
And where is it really that young man is going?
Over the fields, where thoughts become real
But maybe there's something much more to just 'living'
We're all in a mess, Just working for debts
And tasting the freedom is more than rewarding
Some might protest, I prefer to just guess

So lets take the train but don't lose your thought
I de-railed the thing, It does happen a lot
In another five years, maybe reserve my spot
But that was just something you said
To get yourself out of my hemorrhaging head

When I am alone I get to start thinking
Have I been here before, I can't just shut the door
Because nobody plans to have what it's throwing
It's simply how I was raised, the god won't be praised
Everything I've ever done was my knowing
The consequence matters, embracing cadavers
So why did i let you control who I'm telling
Our lives would be different, if we only had listened

So lets ride the current and live like were taught
Lose all control, let our float hit the dock
Thoughts of next month flutter out through the lock
I destroyed everything once again
Became something weaker than i've ever been
And it's sad
It's sad
It's sad
It's sad

Now we just live day to day
Hoping to win the lottery
Still, we just breathe the same old way
And we turn out hate in factories
Written by
Kyle Delaney
616
   Andrew Willson and DM Pierce
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