I cut open my side
On this rope I've been trying to climb
It just got tangled around my feet
So I put my faith in doubt
As I tore my stitches out
It was the only thing that seemed concrete
I'm looking for truth
Through painted windows
I can't see nothin' up ahead
While my thoughts roll
Down the east coast
I get lost inside my head
I don't remember when I lost my mind
Maybe summer '99
Looking for identity
I may have found it once or twice
But it was pointless
It was trite
It didn't mean that much to me
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