I'm tired of all the misunderstanding.
Tired of explaining. It's all too hard
We don't follow the same star. But its light shines on both of us.
I've done it all before. I've done it too long.
I once saw the end, but now I'm burning hot.
And it's you who holds the match.
Will I ever get away.
How will I get away.
Get away.
But do I want to anyway?
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Published by speedracer4kq
on Tuesday, June 20, 2006 at 5:41 AM. Tired of explaining. It's all too hard
We don't follow the same star. But its light shines on both of us.
I've done it all before. I've done it too long.
I once saw the end, but now I'm burning hot.
And it's you who holds the match.
Will I ever get away.
How will I get away.
Get away.
But do I want to anyway?
