During the day I walk this wasteland of once what was
The shattered dreams the lost hopes strewn before me
At night I play my favorite broken record
It is worn with age, scarred from past battles
I dance the night away to that same old tune
It is hauntingly familiar and for a moment once again
I relive those memories that I hold close to my heart
Just a nobody playing something epic
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Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better then drinking alone
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Sometimes you find something that you want to hold on to and never let go.
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