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How am I supposed to live through this? Is this the future? Stretching in every direction How am I supposed to live with this When I am the hollow one? But when the darkness falls the sky will follow A flood of how you thought it would be Turning out so differently You force my hand blindly forward trudging I am now lost in the haze of time An isolated future formed of dissonance My eyes now wide foresee a scorched sky above You show me how to feel Survive the frequency Decipher what I see I've time to change this scene And learn to turn the key Is it my contorted perception? The answer begs the question How am I supposed to live through this? How am I supposed to live with this? From Letras Mania