My hopes, my dreams have cut so deep.
Watching it tik tik tik away, I'll sink into my grave.
I don't mean to be this way, dancing our way through yesterday.
I'll bury the nostalgia and neglect. I'll wake up I'll see the sun again.
I'll bury the nostalgia and neglect. They'll grow and flourish, a garden of fear. Grow and flourish.
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