Most days I feel lost from the moment I wake up
No fate I’ll find where I’m going seems all made up
And of course we’re going somewhere
And of course all of us are just passengers
Yea who the hell belongs here?
And how the hell are we supposed to share
This time, we have
This place, you swear that you’ve been here before
You had, what form?
And what purpose did …
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