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Letras:Last Try. My Eyes.

I'm having flash back rewind then replay, it has been happening all day.
Yesterday i saw the after life but rushed back before.

My eyes, My eyes, My
eyes are burning up and there's nothing you can do.
As i dig to get back to my
roots, I try to make some sense of this all. Who will ever know if I'll write a
happy one again.

I occupy myself so i don't go off the edge, go off the
edge. When I freak out, I freak out in my mind don't set me over the deep
end.

No time rest when there is so much to do. I wasted so much time but i
love the pressure, the pressure.

My eyes, My eyes, My eyes are burning up
and there's nothing you can do.
As i dig to get back to my roots, I try to
make some sense of this all. Who will ever know if I'll write a happy one
again.

I occupy myself so i don't go off the edge, go off the edge. When I
freak out, I freak out in my mind don't set me over the deep end.

My eyes,
My eyes, My eyes are burning up and there's nothing you can do