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What do I do to ignore them behind me?
Do I follow my instincts blindly?
Do I hide my pride from these bad dreams
And give in to sad thoughts that are maddening?
Do I sit here and try to stand it?
Or do I try to catch them red-handed?
Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness
Or do I trust nobody and live in loneliness?

Because I can't hold on, when I'm stretched so thin
I make the right moves but I'm lost within
I put on my daily facade but then
I just end up getting hurt again

I wish that I would be dead
Falling like a butterfly
After one lived day.

I've been running to let go
I've been running away from home

My knees no longer hold
But I can't stop
It's still too easy to turn

"kerta kerran jälkeen petyt maailmaan ja sen ihmisiin."