False Reality

Mon, 08/19/2013 - 15:33 -- Cyak13

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Home is where I want to go,

but I dont always know where that is.

 

These parts that I've been roaming through

are starting to look like some kind of freakshow.

 

The soles of my shoes are wearing to my feet

and thats starting to take a tole on me

So I'm back searching for my yellow brick road

 

Life is this thing that we're all living,

but your not really living unless you give into

the fact that you gotta get away from mainstream

and what you see on the TV screen

 

 

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