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You could lose your mind
Easier than you would like to think
Your best friend could up and leave you
Playing tricks and cold deceive you
Standing there people stare
Let down by your own mind

Day of appreciation
For ways your mind has not yet let you down
The truth is that we will all go
Maybe five minutes after the show
You know you are a shooting star
A blazing flash then gone

Are we advancing or a collapsing visionary
Are we really here, are we imaginary
As my thoughts separates
Into the many frayed parts
Torn shattered bits
My mind falling apart

Are we advancing or a collapsing visionary
Are we really here, are we imaginary
As my thoughts separates
Into the many frayed parts
Torn shattered bits
My mind falling apart

What if there was such a thing
What if there's such a thing called
Dependence day
There's no self congratulation
Just a day of appreciation
Quietly humbly
For things that have not gone wrong

Imagine the frustration
Of losing bearing of the simplest thing
So come with your best and do your worst before
You can't remember what you came for

Are we advancing or a collapsing visionary
Are we really here, are we imaginary
As my thoughts separates
Into the many frayed parts
Torn shattered bits
My mind falling apart

Blazing out the mains
Hungry flames consume all that I see

Are we advancing or a collapsing visionary
Are we really here, are we imaginary
As my thoughts separates
Into the many frayed parts
Torn shattered bits
My mind falling apart

Are we advancing or a collapsing visionary
Are we really here, are we imaginary
As my thoughts separates
Into the many frayed parts
Torn shattered bits
My mind falling apart

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