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happy tracks really don't come out of me well right now
gnawed at by complexes, I let myself get taken down

happy tracks really don't come out of me well right now
gnawed at by complexes, I let myself get taken down
I'm searching for myself and I don't know where to start
I'm missing a piece of the organ that's meant to drive me forward
I don't know what's left of me, if it's even still me
a body without a soul and a soul without a body
they tore me into a thousand pieces and then moved on to the next house

moved on to the next house

happy tracks really don't come out of me well right now
gnawed at by complexes, I let myself get taken down

happy tracks really don't come out of me well right now
gnawed at by complexes, I let myself get taken down

and now I'm looking for the footprints I once walked in
I don't know what happened that I forgot it all
I threw away the compass that showed me the right way
I let myself drift with the current like a boat without oars
and time flows and I know I can never get wasted time back
the doors I opened are almost closed now
maybe I still have a chance to make it, maybe it's not lost

happy tracks really don't come out of me well right now
gnawed at by complexes, I let myself get taken down

happy tracks really don't come out of me well right now
gnawed at by complexes, I let myself get taken down