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I see him on my way to work

Shell son the that drive me back into the

And I try yea I try

To make sense of this charade

Searching for some

And you lie yea you lie

To maintain your and with empty

There’s no point in trying to make me into something that it’s not

And there’s no way that I can fake it

When my hopes begun to rise the always revert to

And the outside world I scoff

They treat you of the day

And I try yea I try

To have faith in see the

But they lie yea they lie

And they break their own order

There’s no point in trying to make it the world into a better place

And there’s no way the earth will take it she will crush for you stumbling

through this empty grave

I found the focus hear the voice of put my hands up to the ground

But I can’t muster up the sound

There’s no point in trying to make it into something that’s it’s not

And there is no way that I could fake this

When my hopes begun to rise

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