The light is drifting away
The experience is passing by
I did not really witness the day
And now it's end is nigh

In my state of mind
I am too irate to find rest
Too tired of being tired
Too overcharged to think straight
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Chased by my thoughts
Trapped in between worlds

Everything is far away
Nothing is real
Everything's a copy
Of a copy of a copy

Chased by my thoughts
Trapped in between worlds

Too tired of being tired
Too overcharged to think straight
Too bound to depart