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I can't seem to find the planet you've been living on
I cannot locate the place or state of mind where you exist.
When it comes to nobles causes talking so damn long
When discussing important and honorable causes, you tend to talk excessively.
I can tag along and I can sing a song
I can accompany you and express myself through a song.
Tell me that I'm wrong
Convince me that my perspective is incorrect.
Drag me all along
Pull me along, involve me deeply.
And I get all wrapped up in my head and I get insecure
I become overly absorbed in my thoughts and feel insecure.
And feeling Fucking useless I think you're the cure
Despite feeling utterly useless, I believe you might be the solution.
But I can't shake this feeling I can't shake this feeling
Nevertheless, I cannot overcome this persistent feeling.
And I wonder if you're out there
I contemplate if you exist and are reachable.
I wonder if you care
I ponder if you have concern or regard for me.
Or if you even notice when I'm falling thru the air
Unsure if you notice when I face challenges.
Cuz I'm been on my own for Fuckin way too damn long now
Being alone for an extended period is distressing.
Drag me all along now oh no
Dragging me along intensifies the difficulty.
I feel like a homesick alien
Experiencing a sense of alienation and longing for home.
Here stuck in my sick head again
Trapped in my troubled thoughts once again.
And all is lost on the east side
Feeling a sense of loss, particularly on the east side.
I'm throwing peace signs
Expressing a gesture of peace, perhaps seeking solace.
And I get all wrapped up in my head and I get insecure
Similar to earlier, I'm overwhelmed by insecurity and uselessness.
And feeling Fucking useless I think you're the cure
Despite feeling useless, I see you as a potential remedy.
But I can't shake this feeling I can't shake this feeling
The persistent feeling remains, and I cannot shake it off.
And the waters so cold when your out on your own
The environment is unwelcoming when you are on your own.
And nothing goes right til the end of the night
Things only improve as the night progresses.
The story lines close when the Sights unfold
Stories conclude as the scenes unfold before our eyes.
The city goes dark when the lights get low
The city becomes dark as the lights dim.
And I get all wrapped up in my head and I get insecure
Repeating the cycle of being trapped in my thoughts and feeling useless.
And feeling Fucking useless I think you're the cure
Despite feeling useless, I still see you as a potential solution.
But I can't shake this feeling I can't shake this feeling
The persistent feeling continues, and I am unable to shake it off.
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