Dark Days

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Dark Days

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In a state of mind half-a-world away, split apart from day to day The thought of switching grooves, a sudden swing of moods Then somehow everything changed Drastic differences in song, severed tunes now sung A full-circled hymn, a body rebuilding it's tired right from wrong It's always wrong Life, I was sick of a verse, it couldn't get much worse I was caving in Then my words dropped out of the sky, out of the odd summer night I am the song Now my darkest days are half a world away, worlds away There were no choruses allowed There was dust spewed from the mouth The scent of growing old, a rushing surge of cold A never-ending cloud There were beautiful bridges burning thin All of the melodies sinking in, the thought of switching skin The need to make it out, I gotta make it out But it's always wrong Life, I was sick of a verse, it couldn't get much worse I was caving in Then my words dropped out of the sky, out of the odd summer night I am the song Now my darkest days are... Half a world away, worlds away

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