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WRITING THE FUTURE lyrics : "Rock Song"

My heart goes out in sympathy to all
those families who have lost their dear ones


Every waking moment
Trying to find
Room to breathe


Trying to find
Some piece of mind


I fall asleep at half past nine
When nothing else makes sense

I'm surrounded by this poison
And I can't seem to stop
I can't seem to stop


Every sleepless night
I find myself, desperate to find

Our own, piece of mind

What I'm not saying, I'm thinking far to high

Can you handle the truth right now
And would you freak out if I called you my dear
Because it would lay bare

Everything

Hello, is there anyone left in this hellhole of mind

She lies here cold
She lies here cold
Someone call 911


Hello
Is there anyone

In this
Hellhole of dreams


She lies here sore
Someone
Someone $#&@ing call 911


Hello, is there anyone in this hellhole of mind, of mind
Someone call 911

So call, call, call
Hello, hello is there anyone in this hellhole of mind
In this hellhole of dreams


You, I, Someone call

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