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| Tired -the wheels keep turning inside of me trying to find the truth in what I see Never a moment Never a chance Never a gesture Never a chance Watch and wait I let things pass Delinquant and empty Just brush it off & %$#*@ &*%$ #@~^ 'Til one day I notice the change Today I feel so out of range |
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