I wanna see myself blink from your POV
What you think of me when I speak
How I am when I am asleep
Dreaming of
Where the machines filter recycled air
Somewhere sterile and clean where I'll be spared
Will I forever be eternally destined to fall
When I gave it my all?
One of these days I'll make everyone proud
One of these days I will figure out how
So when I break out of this place
I want to take what's been taken
Taken away from me
And I'll hide it and pray I'll be safe
Where the machines filter recycled air
Somewhere sterile and clean where I'll be spared
Will I forever be eternally destined to fall
When I gave it my all?
Living each day in a half awake trance
Am I a slave to my past circumstance
One of these days I'll make everyone proud
One of these days I will figure out how
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