This place inside my mind, a place I like to hide,
You don’t know the chances, what if I should die?
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain,
You don’t know the chances, I’m so blind, blind, blind.
Another place I’ll find, to escape the pain inside,
You don’t know the chances, what if I should die?
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain,
You don’t know the chances, I’m so blind, blind, blind.
Deeper and deeper and deeper as I journey to
Living a life that seems to be a lost reality
That I could never find a way to reach my inner self
Esteem is low, how deep can I go,
In the ground that I lay, if I don’t find a way to
Sift through the gray that clouds my mind.
This time I look to see what’s between the lines!
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