Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Into Two

Pull me here
Push me there
Press the buttons
Grind the gears

All my thoughts
All my fears
All I see
All I hear

They push me pull me
Here n there
Through this fog
Nothing seems clear

But there is always a place
Where I can hide
Where I don't have a face
And I don't choose a side

It's always me alone
In the end
The game is already fixed
No matter how much we pretend

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This is about fate.

Thanks, you know who you are.