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They Call Them Dreams Cause They'll Never Be Real
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Things are going round like a never ending cycle of lies
People say one thing then another trying to gain my trust
Flip-flopping back and forth between love and hate
Amazing how things come back to haunt and torment me
How long does it take to truly find peacefulness?
Six months to a year or more?
Gone to a place where everything's unknown
So many fruitful faces surrounding me
When things don't go right, I wanna run
As they get on track, I hide
So many time have I wanted to run
Now that I have, I'm lost beyond compare
Oh, how I wish for things I'll never have
Yeah they look appealing though they're not for me
One day I'll find my path
My how I hope it's sometime soon
People say one thing then another trying to gain my trust
Flip-flopping back and forth between love and hate
Amazing how things come back to haunt and torment me
How long does it take to truly find peacefulness?
Six months to a year or more?
Gone to a place where everything's unknown
So many fruitful faces surrounding me
When things don't go right, I wanna run
As they get on track, I hide
So many time have I wanted to run
Now that I have, I'm lost beyond compare
Oh, how I wish for things I'll never have
Yeah they look appealing though they're not for me
One day I'll find my path
My how I hope it's sometime soon
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