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Well the actual condition of my mind
Is elusive as the answers that I find
I keep going through transition
From doubt to indecision
It’s the actual condition of my mind
Well the actual condition of my soul
Sometimes feels like being sucked into a hole
And I’ve come to this position
Regardless of religion
It’s the actual condition of my soul
The actual condition of my heart
Feels like two hands that are ripping it apart
I keep losing definition
But still I keep on wishin’
It’s the actual condition of my heart
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Warehouse: Songs & Stories - 1987 |
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