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We rejected our crazy dreams then
Furious broken-hearted
But in their wake every other scheme seemed so lackluster
Every other hope half-hearted, and so one by one we returned to burn and sore
We returned to burn and sore again
When the warmth is gone, all you dream of is some sleep
When we find no home, we make home from these streets
I never thought i'd feel so alone in such a crowded room
I never thought i'd feel so crowded when i'm alone
And all these blinding streetlights are making me dreamless
As i'm becoming one with concrete and glass, i am fearless
And with my fears i disappear
I'm loosing myself, for a moment of silence i'd give it all, as i drown in liquor
And as all the colors fade to grey, i paint myself black
Because i choose to be no one rather than someone else
I chose to be no one rather than anyone else
As i'm trying to forget i find myself in the most passionate dance
Hand in hand with the memory of myself
And i dance down the street, knocking on the doors
To find a warm bed to sleep, while my home doesn't seem to know me
My home doesn't seem to know me anymore