Here
Here
Here
Here
I'm here
Where no one is
Sometimes I feel like I'm alone in this
Confused (confused)
Goin' from wishin' I wasn't born at all
To thinkin' I was born for this
Pages torn to bits, as pencil tips break
Am I runnin' out of things to say?
I close my eyes, let the muses rewind the tape
And I'm back to (yesterday)
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