I can still see the light at the end of the tunnel shine through the dark times even when I lose my mind. But it feels like no one in the world is listening and I can't ever seem to make the right decisions. I walk around in the same haze I'm still caught in my same ways I'm losing time in these strange days but somehow I always know the right things to say.
I don't know what time it is or who’s the one to blame for this do I believe what I can't see and how do you know which way the wind blows. Cause I can feel it all around I'm lost between the sound and just when I think I know, there she goes.
Goodbye for now
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