I could never feel
What it's like when the rain falls
Of course it's more metaphorical than mine
Mind is rotten in those moments
Important clarity
And not to be at odds with yourself
I've made up my mind, but just think about it
The voice inside you is a talk show
It says it's you Price has been
Empty and dull the ecstasy
My spirit in suspension
In a soap bubble
Now I'm through
And trapped in a bad dream
Unbiased until the top of my skull falls off
I screw up my mission the first time
Replacement for my pain that is just lying there
The first doubt sets in
And it spreads and I'm sitting there spinning my wheel
Good advice is expensive now, I guess
I'll get through it and get along again
Hey man , wake up and look at yourself
You're everything an egoist can only dream of
Sometimes I sit there wondering what moves you
Thrown away misunderstood, you complain about your< br/>You try to shed light on other people's worries
To moisten them with your nonsense because you were
Never creative, never thought positively
What you want I can't give you, no
Laþ let me go
If things go differently if things work out differently
Will you understand me
Soap bubbles
Let me go

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