Made
The setting is stale and you’re alone
The fog is in and the lighting’s dim as your perception of what’s
going on
And a friend walks in and sees you raveling
but you turn away
Cause you only take what you receive
And you only understand what you see
And you’ve taken long enough
To show what you’re made of
And the only thing you have’s what you believe
Say to me, you can’t say to me there’s nothing
wrong
I’ll stay to see, I’ll stay to see you moving on
And hear you say, you’re running away
And you’ve come to know you’re on your own
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