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Locked

when the curtain calls
and it’s time to pack your bags
did you ever think this day would come?
living young, never caring
about the light at the end of the tunnel
this mundane life
seems like a prize
you never asked for
with her eyes
wanting to be back there with you

the destination is never as exciting
as the journey
wish I could hit the road
find places less known
where druggies play with the elite
gathering at a rock concert
where people actually move their feet
partying as if there’s no tomorrow

sometimes the now feels like waiting
as before it felt like living
no need for hobbies
for the hobbies were exploring
I hear the dead only want one thing
I just want to escape
but every time I try
it feels as though the door is locked
and I’m no longer invited
Written by DevilsChild
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