The Version I Was Meant For
How did I get lost in a city I never intentionally passed through?
Devastatingly beating me down and my heart now beats to the rhythm of the blues.
Music is the only thing still helping me to live a life I no longer have the passion to dance to.
Sending a letter to the atmosphere for any sign that changes the frequency of this tormented melody - improvement is needed for the current song I'm giving attention to.
I just want to sing the version I was meant to.
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