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Another Time Around

 

In my years, I've seen all sounds of misconception
In my years, I've done all I can live to question

What happened to me I don't understand
I've seen all I can see as my time expands

Bored I am, bored of my own desperation
I can't defend, can't find my own destination

What happened to me I don't understand
I've seen all I can see as my time expands

So what's up with you, what's up with me

I'm not the one I can't pretend
What would I be if I did it all again

And I sometimes wish
I would have asked some questions
Then maybe I would have a clearer life perception

What's up with you, what's up with me