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There's no one around
Who I can open up to
Afraid Of being judged
I'm far too insecure.
Conning for sympathy
Deficient of empathy
But I don't say a word
Why can't I change

My mind wanders so far
To place where I'm on par
Equal with everyone
But this fantasy eludes me

I have nothing worthwhile to say
I have no voice
No plan, no future
No rational choice
Are these thoughts my own?
They're growing like a cancer
analytically obsessed With
finding an answer

From day to day to day to day
I've grown weary of this routine
But I'm afraid of change.
I think too much. So I'll say

Nothing.

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from Vol​​​.​​​II - Everything We Know is Wrong, released August 31, 2015

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