There’s a face at the end of the road
You feel strange as you move on inside
Someone wants to be chained up and tide
Some are born into restless lives
There’s a look on your face when you’re high
Like the peace at the end of the trial
In the land of the lost and the quite
They’re soaking inside

I want something
Something more than this
When I have nothing
Nothing more to give

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