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About Me
Honestly what will become of me I don't like reality It's way too clear to me But really life is daily We are what we don't see We missed everything daydreaming Flames to dust Lovers to friends Why do all good things come to an end Flames to dust Lovers to friends Why do all good things come to an end (come to an end, come to an end Why do all good thins come to an end)x2 Travelling I always stop at exits Wondering if I'll stay Young and restless Living this way I stress less I want to pull away when the dream dies The pain sets it and I don't cry I only feel gravity and I wonder why Flames to dust Lovers to frie...