I may have wasted all those years
They're not worth their time in tears
I may have spent too long in darkness
In the warmth of my fear
Take a look at yourself
Not at anyone else
And tell me what you see
I know the air is cold
I know the streets are cruel
But I'll enjoy the ride today
I may have wasted all those years
They're not worth their time in tears
I may have spent too long in darkness
In the warmth of my fears
As I walk through all my myths
Rising and sinking like the waves
With my thoughts wrapped around me
Through a trial of tears
Hidden by disguise, stumbling in a world
Feeling uninspired, he gets into his car
Not within his eyes to see, open up, open up
Not much better than the man you hate
Still awake
I continue to move along
Cultivating my own nonsense
Welcome to the wasteland
Where you'll find ashes, nothing but ashes
Still awake
Bringing change, bringing movement, bringing life
A silent prayer thrown away,
Disappearing in the air
Rising, sinking, raining deep inside me
Nowhere to turn,
I look for a way back home
Friday, March 7
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.: Li Xi screamed to the world @ 2:17 PM
:. Labels: mental exaggerations
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