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I wanted to feel something

To be something

To see something

I wanted to find

One thing that was mine

And leave this behind

But I, I can't find my way

To get far away

And bury these days

Fantasy

Once reality

Becomes such a parody

And if I could find

One thing that was mine

I'd leave this behind

But I, I can't find my way

To get far away

And bury these days

Bury these days

To bury these days

If shining

Or if shaking

Is reality faking

And if I could find

One thing that was mine

I'd leave this behind

But I, I can't find my way

To get far away

And bury these days

And I wanted to find

One thing that was mine

I'd leave this behind

But I, I can't find my way

To get far away

And bury these days

Bury these days