I'm feelin' stressed there's a stone in my chest/
I'm miles away from performing my best/
I gotta open up, let go of that weight,/
fast before my past is catchin' up the pace/
I didn't wanna leave, I just had to/
Never knew how you felt about it, forgot to ask you/
I'm glad for the time we had, those years were the finest,/
but I can't live in a world full of blindness/
What I'm looking for can't be found here/
The place I wanna go to ain

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