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Deep patterned thoughts, hereditary traits I'd rather not stay up too late again But its in my blood to overcommit or to stop before I even begin So you can take this with you - an admission of my faults As a poem or a prologue, a rhetorical remark. We could do what we've said Captain our own vessel Debate our inspirations Live of our decisions But it seems like its the case, the winds are dying down A calm lull on our ocean I need you in my head Is there a place for me in yours? Direct me where to go I'll follow to your green hilled rabbit holes; the place where you call home. Direct me where to go I find my troubled mind is more at ease whenever I'm with you. From Letras Mania