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Standing in a crowded train
The train I take everyday
Rolling noise shaking
my thoughts away
I look around, not familiar
Strangers become more strange to me
Bright lights flash through their eyes
Everyone seems so shinning and young
Don't know why I am stabbed
Never feel such hollow inside
can't even content one drop of tear
I won't cry, all I can touch is quandary
I look around, not one bit I belong
People's voice is increasingly gone
No one knows why I'm standing here
No one speaks my native tongue
Don't know why I crash down
at this moment in this spot
Forget how much I strived
how far I've walked
At this moment
Empty is only thing I can feel
Empty is only word I can hold on
If I take a wrong train
If the train won't bring me home
please send me to somewhere I belong |
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