Void Inside

There might be a void inside
There might be a void so
I can not hide
All of my mind
I'll never be like them, no
I go home with empty eyes

There might be a void inside
There might be a void but I'll smoke and stay behind
I'm wasting all my time
I call home but no reply

Ho mind ho precious mine
Call me mine all the time

Where are the days worth a thousand miles
Where are the days that I feel so fine
All alone in the parking lot
I call home but no reply



Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Rodi
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