Long to belong
At first just a few notes went wrong and I think I picked them up but as my back is turned the song fell apart.
They say that everything has a place to belong but they are wrong.
Now they're gone my tongue is tied.
I feel like a ping pong ball being thrown from pillar to post.
I've no time to breathe or grieve because before long I'm somewhere else.
Where do I belong?
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