Now that I've got nowhere to be and nothing new to discover
Another night gets wasted performing for no one
I'm holding on like violent disease and bleeding under the covers
Remaining silent, facing the morning after a night of the truth
But now I could've seen through the display
Now I got a dream doomed to decay
So tell me what I should do when it's taken away from me
And it's cold outside in the summer
What it takes it believe it's only blue
All the diatribes that I'm prescribed are monumental fumes
To fly incredibly high with an unbearable view
But now I could've seen through the display
Now I got a dream doomed to decay
And now I know it's the big one
I never could implode the hope of roller-coasters crashing in the sun
(You don't see it, there's nothing wrong)
I never could expose the ghost of motor traffic photographic fun
(You don't see it, there's nothing wrong)
I never could've found the sound straight from the scene
Of what it takes to become
When it's taken away, taken away from me, twenty-one
By now you must know enough to know you'll never get it
By now you must know you'll never know enough to get it
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