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Feb 2011
We are lost in another dimension
Far away from comprehension
Struggling with empty goals
Far in debt with priceless tolls
Constantly digging never ending holes
As we mindlessly surrender what's left of our souls
Trying to find ourselves in this bottomless mess
Feigning the belief that more is less
For driven by success we steer off road
Our footsteps imply we have a heavy load
The definition of freedom acts as a cage
The curtain has risen, we take our places on the stage
Struggling with the fact that we've been dying all along
Carpe diem, the show must go on
Meka Boyle
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Meka Boyle
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