I pace back to the starting
Why should I be gone today
I dreamt back to your passing
Why should I be gone today
Once more imagined a place
Under this realm of distaste
Felt the setting start to change
And the setting changed
To a brand new day
To a brand new place
To a brand new place
Painting out a timeline
I notice something different as my hand falls of the edge
This was all made for me
I see a new side
It's black and white
It's black and white
Scattered too far
Thoughts of erasing, erasing
Scattered too far
Thoughts of erasing, I'm erasing
I flash back to a young age
Why should I be gone today
And I dreamt of my passing
Why should I be gone today
Once more imagined a place
Under this realm of distaste
Felt the setting start to change
And the setting changed
Scattered too far
Thoughts of erasing, erasing
Scattered too far
Thoughts of erasing, I'm erasing
I'm erasing
I'm erasing
I'm erasing
I'm erasing

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