Somewhere down below
Today I feel low
I ask myself why
I wish to get high
Will that solve the problem
No it aint the goal
Will it lessen the purpose
No it aint for sure
I hear around blabbering
Noisy crowds gathering
The sound of soul is unheard
Everything seems so absurd
And if get a chance to do
I wanna do the things that I wish I knew
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