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Why?
I am not here I think I've never been here at all or ever will I feel like a place where no one goes anymore why can't you see that everything's broken? and why can't you see that my life's turned gray? I can't believe in anything sacred when I don't believe that I am real it seems so bizarre but none of this matters thoughts disappear and hopes have died but now i am safe, nothing can hurt me here why can't you see my need for forgiveness the truth and the lies so confused as one I can't believe in anything sacred when I don't believe in anything I am alone locked in my memories there's nowhere left for me to hide but I am not real I've made all I am with lies why does it seem that everything's different? and why does it seems that only you are real? I don't believe in anything sacred so why do I feel so damned alone? why can't you see that everything's broken? and why can't you see that my life's turned gray? I can't believe in anything sacred when I don't believe that I am real I need someone to break the silence screaming in my head and in my soul Originally released on the album Wither, 1996 More Info FRONT DOOR MAIN GATE CROSSROADS FAREWELL  EMAIL
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