Walk a little slower, there's no rush. You ain't got anywhere to be, slow down. You know there isn't anyone waiting on you, You'll be dancing by yourself anyway, like always. But atleast you won't have to pretend anymore, You can finally let go and lose yourself. The four hours of sleep you'll get are enough to collect the pieces. Just enough to keep a smile on your face. The dark circles are almost invisible when you smile, Who cares if it won't reach your eyes, no one really notices anyway. So take the long way home, keep reality at bay. Just a little longer, fool the world a little longer, Lose yourself in the lie just a bit longer. No harm done. Walk a little slower, there's no rush. You ain't got nowhere to be, you might as well get lost.
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