I sometimes don’t see what I see.
I sometimes don’t hear what I hear.
I feel what I see and what I hear.
Sometimes I feel good, and sometimes strange.
Don’t know why, but I just feel that way.
I wish if I had a reason. I wish if I knew the reason.
I don’t have it anyway, so I have to live with it.
It’s all good, dude, cuz my life goes on.
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