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Occasionally I feel like the walls around are closing in on me Physically I feel sometimes I need seclusion to be free The irony at last I see reality is my perception And my personality is my reflection I must eliminate and change yesterday's Yesterday's pains today I must eliminate and change yesterday's Yesterday's pains today I need to be set free from the smiles that are scarring my skinsarcastically And cause it seems to comfort and freeze in full around mementally The irony at last I see reality is my deception And my personality is my deflection I must eliminate and change yesterday's Yesterday's pains today I must eliminate and change yesterday's Yesterday's pains today Can I make it? I'll try Can I take it? I'll try I finally feel my wounds are healing, releasing and pouring outof me The pressure's success becoming apparently a bigger part of me I'm looking back at the things that I can't remove My past's ok with me The future's brighter than I could imagine it to be I must eliminate and change yesterday's Yesterday's pains today I must eliminate and change yesterday's Yesterday's pains today