A lot to understand
Is it up? Will it show?
I think I need a hand
I try to fight it all alone
But there’s no back down
It hurts me deep, to the bone
Shaking me around
Once again there are turns
I feel like a shame
And my, oh, my it burns
Living on a rather hot flame
Not everything is what it seems
We may be wronged or wrong
But we all have dreams
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