Two roads split off from here
And my life goes running in opposite directions
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am and who I want to beI wanted to be that breath of fresh air
When everything smelled so insincere
But this taste still lingers in my mouth
Deceit has ways of sticking around
And I'm ready to disappear
Vacation seems far, seems far from hereNote to self: I miss you terribly
This is what we call a tragedy
Come back to me, come back to me, to me
Note to self: I miss you terribly
This is what we call a tragedy
Come back to me, back to me, to meI can feel my mind wandering again
Into where I don't know, and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving faster than I can
And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break the routineI can feel my mind wandering again
Into where I don't know, and will I ever get home?
Time starts moving faster than I can
And I'm sick of this scene, I need to break the routineTwo roads split off from here
And my life goes running in opposite directions
Exaggerating the barrier between who I am and who I want to beWhich part of me is lost?
I feel so close and yet I am so far
Which part of me is lost?
I feel so close and yet I am so far!
Composição: From First to Last.
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