it's the writings on the wall, that scare me
maybe it's the wall itself
you can't move the ground by waiting
you should know that well yourself
but everything stands still
while my world starts spinning down
a dream turning nightmare
chasing me out of town
it's the names in the sand that haunt me
maybe it's just a letter
no matter how hard it will be
you know time makes it better
but everything's gone
and now hope is hard to find
everything turns to ashes
burning down my mind
my mind, my mind, my mind
my mind, my mind, my mind
my mind, my mind, my mind
my mind, my mind, my mind
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