Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Anymore

Where every road seems to turn into a dead end
Where do I begin
Everyone said life fits like a puzzle
Pieces of the puzzle never seemed to fit
Will I ever find my fit
It just never seems to be it
Never seems to be it
Defective puzzle that must be it
Take it back
I want a new life
Times not on my side
All the good times seem so far behind
It wont be long
No I’m not where I belong
Abandoned on the street
I could feel my heartbeat slow
Is it wrong to do nothing
To not take control

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