I'm going insane and my life is a bore
It's unusual to feel this way but it's
Like a hundred years caught in a
Tragedy of some others life
A man with a gun pointed at another man's wife
Stuck at the bottom of a fairgrounds big wheel
Life's moving on but I'm standing dead still
Rain at the bottom of a window sill
I cannot run fast enough to feel myself move
Even in these amazing training shoes
Pity that you don't love me like you once did
I never thought I'd see the day that you'd get rid
Hide behind the curtains play hide and seek
You can be evil or you can be meek
As if a magpie with a bright yellow beak
I look over the cliff its a long way down
Fifty years wasted and a miserable frown
A lifetime climbing to see this old town
Leap and fly free while I'm on the way down.
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