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Ive been sleeping on stones.
Oh, oh, oh.
My mistakes are easier made the second time,
I cant move on since Ive closed my eyes.
Since Ive closed my eyes.
Ive gone off myself from everybody else.
To move on is to grow, youll never be able to accomplish anything,
I know the ways to go.
I cant bring myself to move forward.
Ive been sleeping on stones,
and theyve formed to my spine,
my once straight-backed now all crooked lie.
Ive broken no bones,
and I appear to be just fine,
my lifes spinning deep from the inside.
Every decision is easier made the second time.
Every decision is easier made the second time.
The distance becomes greater to your mind,
to change the way your living your life.
To move on is to grow,
and we can barely accomplish either right or wrong.
We know the way to go,
yet we follow those with their eyes closed.
Ive been sleeping on stones.
Weve been sleeping on stones.
And theyve formed to our spines,
Our once straight-backed now just crooked lies.
When we all wake up,
its hard compared to which we loved,
we will wish we had stopped the first time.
When we wake up to the lies that weve created.
So turn around and head back the way you came.
Ill follow you, Ill follow you.
Well be sent back in our way.
That is where we came back to where our lives bridged off.
We will take the path we should have taken all along.
This distance becomes greater to your mind.
To changing your living your life.