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My life: hectic, creative, boring, exciting.

It’s becoming to much pressure I can’t even begin to measure Oh, please tell me, really honey How in the world is this funny? You think it’s called being sly I call it walking out, saying bye Why must I be there? All I want is to be here In this room with a bed Please, hit me on the head Don’t press, oh God, don’t press I’m already stressed My hair is falling out Can’t I pout? I’m being pressed, Becoming stressed.

The roar is loud I feel so proud There’s a huge crowd Security’s tight, making sure everything’s just right People reach out More than I can count Rocking out, just for you Loving every minute ‘cause it’s what we do My brothers and I Until we die We joke and tease Only to please Felling good abut our show I smile and glow Not so many songs to go But you know… That’s just a day in the life

Alone in a crowded room, running away from everything. Confronting everyone, sitting there. I look at your eyes, distant and foggy. I listen to your voice, directed away from me. I reach out grasping for your attention. You flinch away. Why do you look away? Why do you move, can’t I ask? You’ve become someone else, no one I know. I’m forgotten, gone from your mind. Wiped clean. You’ve moved away, far away. I’m backed into a corner. From all sides, blocked in. I AM FORGOTTEN.

Why do you say that, right there, standing on the mat? The suitcase, crammed full. I’ll drag and I’ll pull. To get away, far away, I’ll keep the emotions at bay. The blue lights flash, with the red, they clash The pavement is cold, Feeling out and bold. The pool of blood, It’s just like a flood. There are shadows all around. Far above, I must be on the ground The world is fading, fastly fading. It’s slowly cascading. Everything’s dark Avoiding the relief of stark Has it been said? Yes, I am d...