Early morning, cars gently hum
And these lost, froze ants in a rush
I remember my blue sky, when angels were falling down
Like ripe fruits into basket of my life
Where where is it now?
I wanna believe you, I wanna believe it s true
But something s wrong when tiredness is like scar on your face
I remember this warm night, when stars were falling down
And all these dreams supposed to come true
I ve found world never wanting to know
See funny people that are pulling the strings
Even my thoughts aren t real
I felt it once now I feel it again
What is wrong with my life?
Even my eyes aren t real
In my dreams, I often runaway from this place
And in the spotlight of the sun
I can hear my own voice
I m falling down

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