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What is going on
Where did all of this come from
What am I, what am I
What am I doing here
Why can’t I just simply
Take one minute before
Everything I know is
Gone

Should’ve known from the start
Now I’m paying for it all
Couldn’t be, couldn’t be
Couldn’t be, couldn’t be now
Now I’m falling through a
Distant tunnel in a
Desp’rate groping for my
Heart

What am I searching for
Can I see it in the dark
Something, something
Something, something’s wrong
It is not where I had
Left it before I had
Forgotten what it
Was

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