With ever action,
overt trembling
And every reaction,
I'm analyzing
Maybe I've been too anxious
And Maybe I've just been over-thinking this
I'll be the one with hopes that reach the sky
but they'll come crashing...
The search for something more
It seems so futile
I'm just being honest
I don't think that it exists
Though some pretend to care
Is anybody caring, honest?
And what made me come to this?
With every moment,
I mean less to you
In every moment,
I search for some truth
Maybe I've been too open
And maybe I've just been over-thinking this
I'll be the one with regrets that hang to the ground
And they'll be dragging...
Maybe I've been too honest
And maybe I just don't know how to play your games
I'll be the one who knows to keep it inside.

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