Dont make me feel Its better when Im numb Dont make me reach I dont need anyone Dont make me look Its just too glorious Dont make me try Its too laborious Im not ready though Im falling down I dont want to be found I can almost hear the sound Of my ego dying I just realized my fate Now theres no more hiding Looking out from where I stand On the edge of where Ill be When I come home Dont let me dream Im not supposed to fly Dont let me know I might just question why Dont give me faith Ill find my own way Dont tell me how Ill get there someday Everybodys got something to say Wish theyd all go away I can almost hear the sound Of my ego dying I just realized my fate Now theres no more hiding Looking out from where I stand On the edge of where Ill be When I come home I can almost hear the sound Of my reasons dying I just realized my fate Now theres no more fighting Looking out from where I stand On the edge of where Ill be When I come home When I come home When I come home When I come home
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