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get me out

 

The past has me cursed; the future isn’t looking to good

I need to rest; it isn’t easy when the walls are banged and the world asleep

Am I part of this big fight or am a just working towards other flight?

I need the get out more or do I need to stay and work it out

That were the conflicted lies

You see do you understand the word isn’t going any where

And am nit sure of my own name

So let me find a new baby,

I can close me eyes, she can take me to away just for a few

Am no good at life

Need I a new escape route

So, love me know

Or lose me in so many different ways

 

 

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◄ trun on yourself

its all in my head ►

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