A gust of wind hits me between the eyes
While I walk the plank for yesterday
Why keep looking for I know I canât find
Because I lost my soul and my family
I canât fit in now that thereâs nothing left
Iâm just a memory youâre trying to forget
My life was unscripted so much in the past
The final reward I canât give back
I canât believe this whole time
I was digging my own grave
Why was I so blind
So lost, and out of place
Now itâs starting to rain
As my life washes away
No one by my side
No shelter from the rain
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