Time to burn it all awaytime to think of what to say Time to go right back to yesterday.
Time for movements in the pasttime for something that won t last.
Not just fire quick and die off fast.
Things are never what they seem I m stuck inside of someone else s dream.
Problems never go away
I m sick of being caught in yesterday.
Every day it s still the samedifferent facesdifferent names But still stuck here playing these stupid games.
Maybe soon I ll figure out what giving up is all about.
My heart is filled so full of doubt.
Don t turn arounddon t look ahead I won t listen to all the lies I m fed.
Don t have to listen to you So don t you ing tell me what to do.
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