I see signs but just the ones that I want
then one day they're all gone
I look through the home out back and out front
but everything's gone wrong
I grow numb with each thought
till I no longer feel
what once was sought
no longer seems real
the world had changed or more likely it's me
I've chased ghosts for so long
that they're all that I see
now I know something's wrong
pick up peices of broken luck
and try to make something good
but it's nowhere to truck
all the things you think should
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