I feel like I?ve been here before. Just another view looking out the window. I
don?t recognize you anymore. You?re just another pretty face at the window.
I found myself looking at the mirror. But my reflection don?t reveal much
clearer. I asked myself why I tried so hard. My passion that?s when I?m
flying too far. 7 seconds tick and by 6 I?m gone. Tick tick tick tick tick
tick tick. Same shit different day, that?s the trip I?m on. And it feels
like
I feel like I?ve been here before. Just another view looking out the window. I
don?t recognize you anymore. You?re just another pretty face at the window.
I?ll be letting everything go, like a whisper in the wind. I?m leaving,
tomorrow by then I?ll be gone. I?m leaving, I don?t know when I?m coming
home.
I feel like I?ve been here before. Just another view looking out the window. I
don?t recognize you anymore. You?re just another pretty face at the window
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