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Starring up at a dull, neon sky

This life keeps on passing by

With eyes half lidded, and dreams ---

They've burned to ashes and died.



Everyday passes by like a minute

Somehow I know I'm no longer living

With these rough hands of mine ---

I've yet to make one right decision.



Someone once told me I was living life

As if I was constantly in my own sleep mode

And somehow, I'm still clueless in my mind

As to which direction I'm acually gonna go.



I've come to learn that life isn't fair

And that crying won't get you anywhere

I've run out of tears, and reason to care

I sleep walk so I can drown out my dispare.