I think its time to go,
I think its time to loose control.
I feel the headache amok.
I just can’t stand to love.
I think its time to move,
with all these thoughts,
family don’t approve.
I think its time to leave.
Find something new,
To find reprieve.
There is a fire,
sparking the night,
it gets me higher.
There is a fire,
I can’t stop it,
or be quieter.
Its time to rage.
It is time to leave the stage,
There is a fire.
Sparking the night,
it gets me higher.
Is it time to move?
There is so much,
I have to loose.
Is this the time?
I think its passed,
heading toward the loom.
There is a fire,
sparking the night,
it gets me higher.
There is a fire,
I can’t stop it,
or be quieter.
Its time to rage.
It is time to leave the stage,
There is a fire.
Sparking the night,
it gets me higher.
Remember me
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