I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine***
I think I used to have a purpose
Then again
That might have been a dream***
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
And I just do what i've been told
I really don't want
Them to come around
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you
Exactly***
How it will end**
I'm writing on a little piece of paper
I'm hopeing someday I might find
Well i'll hide it behind something
They wont look behind
I am still inside
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could've been any other way
But I just don't know
I don't know
What else I can do***
EVERY DAY Is Exactly The Same?
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