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If it was this time tomorrow
If it was the sky becoming baby blue
It wouldn't help me
Get rid of you
Out of my mind
Out of my sight
Everytime I try to step forward
I just end up taking one back
Am I bound to you with an invisible chain?
Where you can whip me around like piece of clothing?
Twist my every word and thought
Into something you want?
Why am I the puppet?
Why are you the master?
Why can't I control my life?
Why do you run it for me?
I always am waiting
To figure out my next move
The one I make myself
Without you....