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You open your eyes and read all the words Images flood in, but what are they worth? When you can't even try to understand And you're standing outside your own plan You question your mind as it won't seem to rest Its traffic, a pattern that feels like a test A trail going nowhere fast And you always forget to ask for directions But it's a game that you love to play And your discipline never fades Evening, it comes, and you're all alone Voices surround you, but what can they know? When day after day, you change And nothing you know will remain Still, nothing feels All that real Still, nothing feels All that real And since nothing feels All that real I wanted you to know That I can see a light in you And it will only grow From Letras Mania