Sometimes its hard to stay sane
Dogtags like shackles on my brain
Weve got a language of our own
You learn to talk bad
When youre far from home.

Dusty books on my shelf
Its kind of like running from yourself
Five years between the two extremes
I lived my life in books,
Or so it seems.

And all I could see was an older me
I had to reach down inside
Before life took me for a ride

I lie awake at night,
I dont know wrong from right
And no one realy knows who you are
But theyre all telling you
That youre gonna go far

And all I could hear
Was a ringing in my ear
Boxes of words
Locked in my room
But I never wrote the tune.

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