Sometimes this place just seems like a prison,
Sometimes this dream seems out of my reach,
But it's too late to stop now,
It's too late to slow down,
Cause I'll take the world by storm with my sound.
This place isn't the best,
But I guess I belong here,
This place is where I write all the things that I say,
But I'm out of ideas now,
This place is all used up,
It's time I moved on so get out of my way.
I need to find a new place,
To write all my nightmares,
I need a new place to write all my days,
My new place will give me new insiration,
& then I'll have more time to go the rest of the way.
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