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There's a lot of indecision,
Clouding out the reach of reason,
I recall the days before I knew it had begun,
When you're wrong,
There's always another someone

I've been hiding out and heeding the calls,
Always trying to stay away from the fall,
What's the use when all the writing is etched on the wall?
Nothing to prove,
There's nothing you can to do

As we drift into the sun,
Believing that good had won,
But never knowing what damage was done,
And what is yet to come

What you see is not always what you get,
There's always a light that's overhead,
It's just something that so many often forget
And when it's gone,
They'll be time to see where you belong,
Cause when you're wrong,
You'll see where it all comes from There's a lot of indecision,
Clouding out the reach of reason,
I recall the days before I knew it had begun,
When you're wrong,
There's always another someone

I've been hiding out and heeding the calls,
Always trying to stay away from the fall,
What's the use when all the writing is etched on the wall?
Nothing to prove,
There's nothing you can to do

As we drift into the sun,
Believing that good had won,
But never knowing what damage was done,
And what is yet to come

What you see is not always what you get,
There's always a light that's overhead,
It's just something that so many often forget
And when it's gone,
They'll be time to see where you belong,
Cause when you're wrong,
You'll see where it all comes from