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It must seem Permanent It must seem Important It must take All your control Not to get Obsessive Just as pain becomes discomfort Over time What the human soul can tolerate Is no surprise I'm rooted to my path And I'm blinded on the sides Why is it I feel so? I have everything I want The stuff of all my dreams Why is it I need so? In the same way pain can become humor Over time The scars that time will wash away Are no surprise I'm rooted to my path And I'm blinded on the sides Why is it I feel so? I have everything I want The stuff of all my dreams Why is it I need so? I know you're inside Because I can feel your life Why is it I bleed so? And you thought that these times Were just ordinary