From First To Last - Note To Self |
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Note To Self
From First To Last Two roads...Split off from here, and my life goes running in opposite directions. Exaggerating the barrier between who I am, and who I want to be. But this taste still lingers in my mouth, Deceit has ways of sticking around. I wanted to be that breath of fresh air, When everything smelled so insincere. And I'm ready to disappear, Vacation seems far seems From here. Note to self: I miss you terribly. Note to self: I miss you terribly. This is what...We call a tragedy. Come back to me, Back to me, To me. Come back to me, Come back to me, To me. This is what...We call a tragedy. Into where I dont know, and will I ever get home? I can feel my mind, wandering again. Time starts moving, faster than I can. And I'm sick of this scene, I need to breakfrom the routine. I can feel my mind, wandering again. Into where I dont know, and will I ever get home? Time starts moving, faster than I can. And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break the routine. Two roads...Split off from here, and my life goes running in opposite directions. Exaggerating the barrier between who I am, and who I want to be. Which part of me is left? I feel so close, and yet I am so far. Which part of me is lost? I feel so close, and yet I am so...Far!... |
