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And so I walk.
My headphones on and a cigarette in my hand.
I hear 'em talk.
...Well I guess I can't, but I'm happier pretending I can.
Just go about your day.
I'm falling away from here.
I'm falling away.
I'm falling away from here.
And so I lay.
I'm staring up, another charming girl on my left.
I drift away.
Picking up the pieces in a body that I never left.
Just go about your day.
I'm falling away from here.
I'm falling away.
I'm falling away from here.
So there I walk.
With my headphones on, another cigarette in my hand.
And there I stand.
(And within this moment, everything is forgotten.)
I'm falling away from here.
I'm falling away.
I'm falling away from here.
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They say you are of your surroundings,
And I'm not happy with myself.
But I know they'll say as they surround me,
"We are just what you're looking for."
I heard them say no contradictions.
And the only voice that spoke was never stopped.
But know, before you hit depression.
They're not what you are looking for.
And I know that it's true.
And I know you do too.
And so I think we've got some work to do.
And I know that they'll say,
We shouldn't leave today.
And we should stick around a month or two.
We're told to quiet down when they are laughing.
And dreams are meant for when we sleep.
Cause if you show any ambition.
You're not what they are looking for.
But they're not what you are looking for.
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My Song 20 (Demo)
03:24
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If my head goes,
Will my body know?
If my heart bleeds,
Will my love leave?
Because, at the least, if we're lucky...
It won't mean a thing.
And until it's over the least we can do is just sing...
And I'm quite amazed that you'd go through this trouble for me.
So when do we get to the part where we live happily?
If I lie still,
Let my mind fill,
With you held close,
Would my body know?
I'm stuck in the past and the future's depressing to me.
I guess it's because I'm just not where I thought I would be...
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