The days you droll through, though are not present for. The space between yourself and any real connection. The purposeful evasion of it. Sometimes you just don't care, and that's just fine
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I never thought that I'd be the one to hold the gun but,
It's not that I even tried
It's just in my life
I never thought that I'd be the one to tell you right from wrong but,
Now I realize
I realize
You don't know,
You don't know so why do you feel the need to speak?
In the silence grows more violence than the originals like to think
When you go home to your friends, know it's not really the end
Stirring you up in the mix
Now there's no escaping this
Waking up
Waking up now to the sounds of what you left behind
Never mind cause it's in the past
The future, now it's coming fast
Every day is just the same
Lame old games we used to play
It's the mind full, it's the season, it's the way that you want it to be
It's a mindless kinda day
You don't know,
You don't know so why do you feel the need to speak?
In the silence grows more peace
Coming to take it with me
When you go home,
When you go home, know that you're not really alone
Breaking you off piece by piece
Shared with most everything
Waking up now,
Waking up now to the sounds of your own screams
In your dreams it may have last
But now the future, it's coming fast
Every day is just the same
Lame old games we used to play
It's the mindful, it's the season, it's the way that you want it to be
It's a mindless kinda day
You don't know,
You don't know so why do you feel the need to speak?
In the silence grows more violence than the originals like to think
Every day is just the same
Lame old games we used to play
It's the mind full, it's the season, it's the way that you want it to be
It's a mindless kinda day
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