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changing inside is it bitter or better

shook off the shackles and some of the fetters

i know i should really write you that letter

but somehow i know that thats gone forever

time keeps spinning up faster and faster

if you listen you may hear my far off laughter

im breaking off the plain old white plaster

look inside-youll see a beautiful disaster

i look out the window, watch the cars go by

wondering if thats my life before my eyes

burning old bridges and breaking my ties

ill tell you the truth- cause i never lie

my lifes like a vapor, a mist, a blink

gone before i even had the time to think

dashing on the edge, stuck on the windy brink

splattered with paint, covered in black ink