Lost
Scream into a pillow
it's no ones fault but your own
Let the sream fade
with no satisfaction, no action
no more passion
Just defeat
But wait! A glimpse of the sun
and there she runs
Feet to the street
But the map is at home.
Home? Isn't that where you were going?
it's no ones fault but your own
Let the sream fade
with no satisfaction, no action
no more passion
Just defeat
But wait! A glimpse of the sun
and there she runs
Feet to the street
But the map is at home.
Home? Isn't that where you were going?
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