Smiling to my face while stabbing me in the back,
Straight ahead, escape from weekdays/ I won't give in, it
Do you know what you want? How to express yourself?
Mediocrity - a word that you're afraid of/ Insignificance -
I am who I've always been, and I'll be more,
In your bloodshot eyes/ The flame of mind is too
I held it back, held all my despise back! You
Staring into space, lost in broken dreams/ A familiar voice
Just listen to the sound of times, the new takes
Lying in the subway, feeling hungry and cold or sitting
They all disappeared, just a few remained. What they once
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