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Millions of things going through my mind, I dont think I have the time to see what its all about / what to do now I dunno. Stand clear from the undertoe and the things I'll live without I know I cant wait / for the final day / i know i'll stay sure / that I will stay pure I guess there's less pride and more shame in this self destructing game that i've been playing all along / I try to listen to my heart, but then I end up apart from the place where I belong. From Letras Mania