some nights, i can't explain
why do i feel like i do?
i touch the surface of the barrier around me
sometimes i feel theres only fear that surrounds me
some nights, i can't explain
why do i see like i do?
you're in a world where the colors are true
i'm in a world where purple is blue
some nights, i can't explain
why do i hear like i do?
everything goes in one ear and out the other
i try to remember, but my memory will only suffer
some nights, i can't explain
why do i think like i do?
everything's over whelming and is all in my face
all my ideas, my mind can't chase
some nights, i can't explain
why do i write like i do?
i write what i feel, and its not always good
some nights i don't know, but maybe i should
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