Watching things as they pass me by
Some of them are truth, some of them are lie
Sometimes i look at the ground
Sometimes i loop up to the sky
Sometimes, for no reason, i laugh,
sometimes, for no reason, i cry
I am divided between two worlds
One is mine and one is not
One was created by me
And in the other i was brought
One is full of hope
And the other cruel and real
In one i don't speak anything
And in the other i say what i feel
My heart works in one
But my mind works in two
Even when i am sitting idle in one
In the other i have so much to do
For the past few years
I am in the middle of a battle
Both worlds are trying
To prove their mettle
It does not matter which one wins
Because i will end up with the loss
Either i will end up insane
Or end up on a cross
Some of them are truth, some of them are lie
Sometimes i look at the ground
Sometimes i loop up to the sky
Sometimes, for no reason, i laugh,
sometimes, for no reason, i cry
I am divided between two worlds
One is mine and one is not
One was created by me
And in the other i was brought
One is full of hope
And the other cruel and real
In one i don't speak anything
And in the other i say what i feel
My heart works in one
But my mind works in two
Even when i am sitting idle in one
In the other i have so much to do
For the past few years
I am in the middle of a battle
Both worlds are trying
To prove their mettle
It does not matter which one wins
Because i will end up with the loss
Either i will end up insane
Or end up on a cross
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