I've tried to write this off but my words lack truth
Without comparison, the lines begin to blur
The lines, they begin to blur
These words I put on paper, have no meaning at all
They're just a waste of ink
Day after day
Night after night
I‘ve tried to write this off but I see no difference
I can hardly breathe
Trapped inside
Locked out
I feel so burned up, I feel so let down
I'm at the end of my days
I won't be home
'Til my bones turned to stone
'Til my flesh turned to dust
I'll watch this earth getting torn apart by rust
I won't be home, I won't be home
'Til my name is set in stone

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