All that I had
All gets mixed up in my head
Alone every night
I've been locked up by myself
Far away from you
All rested while my shoes are off to dream
I feel tested while I walk along the seam
Don't be frightened when I yell at you softly
Startled when I hear my life's insanity
Pictures of you
Still right beside my bed
Cannot wonder why
I don't have permission to
Taken my mind, too
All the things can go wrong
When you don't get very far
Cause I don't like you
When you're feeling down on yourself
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