| Current mood: |  contemplative |
See all those people on the ground
Wasting time
Try to hold it all inside
But just for tonight
Top of the world
Sitting here wishing
The things I've become
But something is missing
Maybe I...
Well what do I know?
And now it seems that I have found
Nothing at all
Wanna hear your voice outloud
Slow it down, slow it down
Without it all
I'm choking on nothing
It's clear in my head
That I'm screaming for something
Knowing nothing is better than knowing at all
On my own
Without it all
I'm choking on nothing
It's clear in my head
That I'm screaming for something
Knowing nothing is better than knowing at all
On my own
On my own
On my own
On my own
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