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Why do You Leave
Thoughts flowing through this is to the few that can relate yearning the escape on the flip side of light another one of those long nights once again we drifted apart leaving without a trace disappearing somewhere throughout the haze
Such weird ways you choose to live by one day your here then you disappear and I won't see you until the next year I havent got the slightest clue what makes you return I have yet to learn where you reside because I've been told you hide in obscure places leading me to take some misguided paces
A different variation at each destination its hard knowing which interpretation is real they all feel the same to me which one is the one that will truly set me free
Was it real when I got my hands on a few dollar bills? Material objects that provided a short lived thrill? How about when I searched for you at the end of a joint have you gotten my point what was truly real was it what I felt for this girl that made my head spin because two days later she thew my heart into the bin it all felt the same leaving traces of pain from the shame that it wasn't what I hoped to find
These rhymes are the only thing that ease the thoughts I have flowing through my mind they don't confine me in a cage all these feeling find their way onto a blank page allowing me to be released when ever I stumble through this concrete jungle at the end of each verse the bad feelings disperse and leave a better vision allowing me to seek you out with much better precision I leave the decision to you if you want to stay thats on you I won't argue or complain if you choose to remain the same
Such weird ways you choose to live by one day your here then you disappear and I won't see you until the next year I havent got the slightest clue what makes you return I have yet to learn where you reside because I've been told you hide in obscure places leading me to take some misguided paces
A different variation at each destination its hard knowing which interpretation is real they all feel the same to me which one is the one that will truly set me free
Was it real when I got my hands on a few dollar bills? Material objects that provided a short lived thrill? How about when I searched for you at the end of a joint have you gotten my point what was truly real was it what I felt for this girl that made my head spin because two days later she thew my heart into the bin it all felt the same leaving traces of pain from the shame that it wasn't what I hoped to find
These rhymes are the only thing that ease the thoughts I have flowing through my mind they don't confine me in a cage all these feeling find their way onto a blank page allowing me to be released when ever I stumble through this concrete jungle at the end of each verse the bad feelings disperse and leave a better vision allowing me to seek you out with much better precision I leave the decision to you if you want to stay thats on you I won't argue or complain if you choose to remain the same
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