LYRIC

Weekend castaway, denier
A minute a day to feel sorrow
Retrace like a maze, appalling
Slips down in one take by tomorrow

Away from the deepest, dust ridden, flea pit
Find my own way of flying
Away from the sleep pit, senses will feel it
Find my own way. Dissonia

I can't keep a secret
I'll just crawl up inside
Let's start with the bleakest
Come join me for the ride

Sober fools want to stray
Eat, sleep, function, pray
I don't want a tailgate
Think, find, make, love, play

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