This town is colder now, I think it's sick of us. It's time to make our move, I'm shakin' off the rust. I've got my heart set on anywhere but here. I'm staring down myself, counting up the years. Steady hands, just take the wheel. And every glance is killing me. Time to make one last appeal. For the life I lead. Stop and stare. I think I'm moving but I go nowhere. Yeah, I know that everyone gets scared. But I've become what I can't be, oh. Stop and stare. You start to wonder why you're "here" not there. And you'd give anything to get what's fair. But fair ain't what you really need. Oh, can you see what I see? ♥
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"Every day the mystery of life unfolds. And every night we go to sleep not quite sure we solved it. But today I woke up sure of one thing... Myself."-will krudski