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Passing

Pibolar

Bluelighter
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Passing by, wherever I go
searching high, finding low
I'll stay in and out of the mist, lost in my own home
Carve my name in God's wrist, down to the bone
Life inside my head is all I've ever known
Seems I only feel secure when I am all alone
I'm happy now
Cause there's no one around
I'm surrounded
People ask me how I'm doing so I naturally bluff
Voice inside my head says “I'm sick of this stuff”
I will never see the future, relive my past
Getting out of bed, is a difficult task

Hide my eyes behind this mask
Six feet under, no sun to bask
Live everyday, as I await my last
I realize that, it's coming too fast
 
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