Independent Mind F*ck
Lost faces and no expression
Jumping to the sound of my broken heart
Crying at the nothing
Mopping up the party mess
The party that lasted years
Tricking people with feelings
Wanting and receiving nothing
Losing the game
Pressing pause and just thinking
Breathing so deep it feels empty
Watching the moon brighten up the skies at night
Wishing on a star
Independent Mind F*ck
Never releasing the music to listen
Four walls
One Door
No window
Faith and all that Jazz
Not looking to make any sense
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