I was stuck in minor chords
I'd been here once before
With
What if I could run?
What if I could hide away
From
We make lists, we make plans
To write books, to form
You just sit there in silence whilst the world cries
I spy with my little eye something that begins with
Stuck in reflections, it's getting late
Same hopes and fears we
I'm wide, I'm wide awake at night
And my mind's preoccupied
We talked for hours
And nothing made much sense
I'm sick and
I just don't know what it was
And I don't know
If this is the war of the worlds,
Then I don't
Our TV sets are drenched in pseudo reality,
when the
I've walked a hundred miles
I've seen a hundred thousand smiles
Not
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