Running around without my feet on the ground
I feel I'm losing touch of all realities now
Both of my arms heavy by my side
I think I know why the card reader lied
Don't stop we're gonna turn it around
I feel them rip at my seams to get my feet on the ground
And I break
Both of my arms heavy by my side
I think I know why the card reader lied
Oh so far gone
But going home would feel so wrong
On my own
On my own
I've got no pull left inside of my case
But I've got a tired heart and a serious face
So I break
Both of my arms heavy by my side
I think I know why the card reader lied
Oh just let me fake it
For now I know I'll be fine
On my own
On my own
Oh so far gone
But going home would feel so wrong
On my own
On my own
On my own
On my own

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