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convince me
I want to write the wrong
I want to complete the song
but somedays i feel like i cant go on
this merry go round keeps my head spinning
making me think there is no winning
finish the fight
is there a right
put an end to this dark night
find a place to rest my head other than this cold hard bench
take the time to understand
this is not really who i am
this beast i've become
is making me so numb
parading in this three ringed circus
i no longer believe there is a purpose
show me the light
make me believe i'm not right
find me a reason to keep the pace
is this life nothing but a rat race
I want to complete the song
but somedays i feel like i cant go on
this merry go round keeps my head spinning
making me think there is no winning
finish the fight
is there a right
put an end to this dark night
find a place to rest my head other than this cold hard bench
take the time to understand
this is not really who i am
this beast i've become
is making me so numb
parading in this three ringed circus
i no longer believe there is a purpose
show me the light
make me believe i'm not right
find me a reason to keep the pace
is this life nothing but a rat race
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