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Isn't it strange?
How with time are feelings we 
rearange.

When you've taken the time yet it seems they havent
finished the song.
When you've found yourself some place 
you dont belong.

So far from that which you were.
So burnt out from life it all seem's 
a blur.

Old stories.
shared memories of forgotten glory.
Am I just a loser to ignorant  to admit
when he's wrong 
have I woke from a well ment  
dream.
to find myself some place I  dont 
belong.

Some place were even the water is as harsh as whiskey.
gone so far I question does anyone miss me.

I wonder have I burnt thoose briges beyond 
repair.
as i question have I become
to jaded to care.

So beaten by life  it's a losing battle to appear   strong.
Life it seems has left me some place I dont  
belong.

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