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my timing is off key
the doors are locked
wandering in circles lost
my minds not quiet rite
like a dream that died
to find nothings alright
in this afterlife
realities isnt all
they make it out to be
my words are drowning
in there flaws
wish I could wake up
to the nothingness
truly go back home
cuz I dont fit in here
and im not well
the doors are locked
wandering in circles lost
my minds not quiet rite
like a dream that died
to find nothings alright
in this afterlife
realities isnt all
they make it out to be
my words are drowning
in there flaws
wish I could wake up
to the nothingness
truly go back home
cuz I dont fit in here
and im not well
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