I'm sick of all this emptiness I've chosen for a life.
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Without no direction, it's a never-ending strife.
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It seemed so perfect as I planted fertile seeds.
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But in this barren soil I've lost my basic... I've lost my basic needs.
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Sometimes I'm afraid I've lost my way.
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Certain I always fail to cease the day.
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Somewhere I began to go astray.
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If I could only change...
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Another life is all it takes.
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I wish that I could leave this trap, I want another me.
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I find myself in places I was not supposed to be.
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At the finger post I try to look another way.
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But all I see is future forming the shape of something... the shape of something gray.
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(chorus)
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If there was a way to live my life again,
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I'd make sure that I would avoid the pain
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of moving silently, floating with the streams
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'till undercurrents drag me under.
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(chorus)
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Another Life
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