Texty: Mind In A Box. What Used To Be.

What used to be, what used to be
What used to be, what used to be
What used to be, what used to be

Your dark eyes are staring wide
But they are unable to see
There used to be light inside
Now all lost in reverie

There used to be something else
But you already forgot
You used to buy all that sells
And go through with your own plot

What used to be, what used to be
What used to be, what used to be
What used to be, what used to be

Images are flashing by
And your eyes, they stare right through
No matter how hard you try
Look on, is all that you could do

What used to be, what used to be
What used to be, what used to be
What used to be, what used to be
What used to be, what used to be

What used to be, what used to be
What used to be, what used to be
What used to be, what used to be
What used to be

You feel the need to lie down
To take a break from the break
You feel as though you would drown
At the bottom of the lake

You are dreaming of what used to be
And think you have taken the wrong turn
You have to get over your fallacy
And light the fire that made you burn

You are dreaming of what used to be
And think you have taken the wrong turn
You have to get over your fallacy
And light the fire that made you burn

You are dreaming of what used to be
And think you have taken the wrong turn
You have to get over your fallacy
And light the fire that made you burn

You are still holding on to the past
But you have to look up at the sky
You know that life is moving too fast
To have regrets before you die

You are dreaming of what used to be
But you have to start with a clean slate
You will snap out of your reverie
And you will know it is not too late

You are dreaming of what used to be
You have to get over your fallacy
You are dreaming of what used to be
You snap out of your reverie

You will
You will
You will
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