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No trees in sight, just concrete

Still I see

Two roads twist and turn in front of me

No signs, but screams

Which way’s reality?

So you choose; yeah, you choose

Maybe you lose

The sidewalk paved in hitches

Broken hearts not fixed by stitches

But morning’s coming soon

No right in sight, just questions

And you find

There is no map to Mecca

It’s just life

No right answer; perfect marks

It’s no big deal; it’s just your heart

Falling stars and lightning sparks

This will only sting a bit

We are all just

Magnets for fate

Stumbling, skipping, running at our pace

Making choices, losing voices

Making wishes for forgiveness

But morning’s coming soon

And no matter where you sit, how fast you sip

The coffee tastes the same on magnet lips

“Magnets for Fate”

—Electric Freakshow