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The Illusion of progress
The way I am
I'm not very good at just paying attention
I'm not very good at remembering things
I'm not very good at pursuing redemption
I'm not very good at concealing the hand that I play
When I'm trying so hard just to beat you
I'm not really good at controlling my fate
I'm not really good at controlling my anger
I'm not really good at subduing my hate
I'm not really good
It's the way I am, you'll never change
The way I am, or re arrange
The way I am, just let me be
The way I am, it's the way I am
The corner
So There's The Corner That I Sat On
The Road I Walked Home In The Rain
And There's The Star I Used To Wish On
It All Just Seems Like Yesterday
Days Go By
Nothing's Getting Clearer
Can't Change My Mind
My Troubles Are The Same
Faces Change
The Names They Are Familiar
And The Streets I See
Will Stand The Test Of Time
And I Stare Out This Dirty Window
As This World Goes Slowly By
And Somewhere Out There Is The Future
That I Once Thought Had Passed Me By
Pardon me
Pardon me while I
Just turn my back
And walk away
Pardon me if I
Can't listen
To the things
You say
Pardon me if I
Can't fake it
While you still believe
Pardon me
Break away
Break away
If I could break away
Just break away
If I could break away
From this moment
Break away
What is real
Break away
Never showing
Break away
How I feel
The way I am
I'm not very good at remembering things
I'm not very good at pursuing redemption
I'm not very good at concealing the hand that I play
When I'm trying so hard just to beat you
I'm not really good at controlling my fate
I'm not really good at controlling my anger
I'm not really good at subduing my hate
I'm not really good
It's the way I am, you'll never change
The way I am, or re arrange
The way I am, just let me be
The way I am, it's the way I am
The corner
So There's The Corner That I Sat On
The Road I Walked Home In The Rain
And There's The Star I Used To Wish On
It All Just Seems Like Yesterday
Days Go By
Nothing's Getting Clearer
Can't Change My Mind
My Troubles Are The Same
Faces Change
The Names They Are Familiar
And The Streets I See
Will Stand The Test Of Time
And I Stare Out This Dirty Window
As This World Goes Slowly By
And Somewhere Out There Is The Future
That I Once Thought Had Passed Me By
Pardon me
Just turn my back
And walk away
Pardon me if I
Can't listen
To the things
You say
Pardon me if I
Can't fake it
While you still believe
Pardon me
Break away
If I could break away
Just break away
If I could break away
From this moment
Break away
What is real
Break away
Never showing
Break away
How I feel
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