Grabbing for the hands of friends Falling into a maze that never ends
Trying now to make amends I'm glad I got to hear from you again

Blasting past my grasp on it blowing out the candle that I lit
Staring from the chair I sit Aiming for a bulls eye I can't hit

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The second chance you gave was driving me alive into an early grave
I bite the hand that feeds and since I lack I'll crack in my true time of need
The friend I thew away was the one that held the sun of wisdom words to say
Words to save my soul

Thinking with my open mind its closed compared to what I left behind
I'm the slave to my own grind stoned and alone and windblown I am blind

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