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In the land of in between, Where everything's hidden and everything's seen, Where the unsure is sure and truth tells its lies, And where everything's boring, yet full of surprise, I hate in between because mystery lingers, When words are a gun and you can't pull the trigger, I run and I hide cause I want to be free, But I keep ending up in the dark in between.
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Jul 1, 2016
Jul 1, 2016 at 10:15 PM UTC
The Land of In Between
In the land of in between, Where everything's hidden and everything's seen, Where the unsure is sure and truth tells its lies, And where everything's boring, yet full of surprise, I hate in between because mystery lingers, When words are a gun and you can't pull the trigger, I run and I hide cause I want to be free, But I keep ending up in the dark in between.
eli-thurston
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Jul 1, 2016
Jul 1, 2016 at 10:15 PM UTC
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