Text: Cool For August. Hope I'm Wrong.

I've been away 10,000 times and still I look in the mirror
What do I see?
An owl tryin' to fly in the light of day
Unaware of what's in my way
I can only find my place and I hope I'm wrong
I hope I'm wrong
By step by step....
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Ooh here they come
Destroying my youth
And the other side's the same
When the rain pours
They'll cut us a loop and another nail
I've been asleep for most of my life and still it looks familiar
The people I meet are callous,

Taking life in another way,
Contrived in the words they say,
Keeping time with the wolves at prey and I hope I'm wrong
I hope I'm wrong
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They will pay for
All the times we've come through
In the eyes of hate
When will I make it?
And is the world worth taking?
When will I make it?
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