Face down in the back seat
Try and catch your breath
Tell me something’s wrong
You feel like you’re dead
Spend the hours waiting
For your simple life to change
Future is a metaphor
For a past prearranged
Things will never be the same
No matter what you say
Faces in the hallway
Bouncing off the walls
Chemicals in your mind
Still make you feel small
All the lies they told you
Dead leaves on the ground
One day you’ll disappear
An echo to the sound
Waiting for the sound
Crashing to the ground
Now there you are
Like a star
Collapsing far away
Lost in the dark
Where you are
Floating out in space
Now there you are
Like a star
Collapsing far away
Lost in the dark
Where you are
Floating out in space
Things will never be the same
No matter what you say
Waiting for the sound
Crashing to the ground
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