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There's no time to sit back, there's no time to relax and let time just take it's toll Restricted, Constricted Restricted Constricted and there's no room to grow I just can't get out I can't work it out and I'm feeling so alone You call me a Liar and I'm feeling so tired and I guess I'm on my own Another thought crime I just can't make it I don't think I can take it and my mind is outta control My thoughts are racing, I've been pacing and pacing, and these Ideals are illegal I try to embrace it but I just can't face it and I'm staring down the road You're just trying to make and it I hope it's the right way but now I'm dreaming of home I guess it's just another thought crime It just happens, it happens all the time I don't think I can take it this make it or break it and I... I'm losing my mind Dear God, what's going on, have I been wasting all my time? From Letras Mania