A second for a moment just a minute to think
What is the answer or what question to speak
Where does it stem from and how does the apple taste
When does the wickedness lie and who could it be
Tangled is the web we weave with the pull of each little string
Ask me no questions and I tell you no lies
Step out of bed and your walking into a fight
Choose what is best to live or survive
A journey begins with the first step out the door
A great big world with so many locked doors
The feeling of fright found only when alone
It is a scary thing to be lost on your own
Never again means one more last one again
A circle has no end and yet a beginning
common sense is one person opinion
History is written only by the living
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