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Please, for a piece of mind
Your pretty lies, just criticize, and I
Am so confined, I’m colorblind
To my reprise

I’m looking in the mirror as time’s pa**ing by
Everything has changed and I don’t know why
Gears have been jamming from within my mind
No way of having what you cannot find

Nowhere to hide from what’s inside

I know you won’t be coming home, can’t take it anymore
An endless chore, turning pages ‘til they tore
What’s it for, when we keep on wanting more

Don’t you ever go and run away from me
Breaking everything that you were promising
Even though it couldn’t, swore I’d make it be
Even if you wouldn’t, I would let you see

The ways that I swore I could change
I’m lost in the midst of a maze
Swallowing sadness, insufferable rage
Moving yourself on to uglier things
Can’t forget
Locked in my head

I know you won’t be coming home, can’t take it anymore
An endless chore, turning pages ‘til they tore
What’s it for, when we keep on wanting more

Every night I crawl in bed
And think about the times we had
And ingrained in my head
I wish I were dead

I know you won’t be coming home, can’t take it anymore
An endless chore, turning pages ‘til they tore
What’s it for, when we keep on wanting more