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Pain left bottled up inside you

There's nowhere for you to hide to

Stop all the misery, and wash it away

The mask behind the drug

Please clear away the fog
You're stuck in the same place

and now it's time to run



It's time to get away

There's no more time to play

these games inside your head

You think you're better off dead

Well that's where you're wrong

Stand tall and be strong

That second chance might just be the last one


Why? You question your own mind

You question own existence

Could have been gone in an instance

and never to return

Surround yourself with friends

Surround yourself with love

Surround yourself with innocence

It's time to stand above



It's time to get away

There's no more time to play

these games inside your head

You think you're better off dead

Well that's where you're wrong

Stand tall and be strong

That second chance might just be the last one



You Sam, is what I am

See you, you're not damned

Graceful thoughts are shown

Feel you, now you're droned

Find me almost stoned

Wake up, you are drone

Be you, nothing more

You steal me if you were gone



Sam I am...