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Weekend castaway, denier

A minute a day to feel sorrow

Retrace like a maze, appalling

Slips down in one take by tomorrow

Away from the deepest, dust ridden, flea pit

Find my own way of flying

Away from the sleep pit, senses will feel it

Find my own way. Dissonia

I can't keep a secret

I'll just crawl up inside

Let's start with the bleakest

Come join me for the ride

Sober fools want to stray

Eat, sleep, function, pray

I don't want a tailgate

Think, find, make, love, play