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You think they’re coming but they ain’t 
You think they’re waiting at the gate
You think they’re driven by hate
Nobody’s being straight with ya
Everybody’s out to deceive
And nobody believes 
A single word you say
They all think you’re insane
So you’re losing your grip
You’re starting to slip
You’re getting swallowed in the abyss
Of your subconsciousness
So you’re losing your mind
You’re running out of time
But you’re oblivious to how it feels
‘Coz to you it’s all real

So you’re armed with a one way ticket and your last cigarette 
Focused on nothing, but getting away from the fear
Anywhere but here

You don’t know which way to turn
Strangers show you concern
Causing more uncertainty 
As there sympathy burns
They know you’re losing your grip
They know you’re starting to slip
Falling deeper in the abyss
Of your subconsciousness
Further out of your mind
Further out of time
You’re still oblivious to the way it feels
‘Coz to you it’s all real

And still armed with that one way ticket and your last cigarette 
You’re running in circles trying to get away from the fear
Anywhere but here
Clutching on to that one way ticket and your last cigarette 
Running in circles trying to get away from the fear 
Anywhere but here

Anywhere But Here

"The Turtle Project" started out as exactly that, a project, a songwriting project that was born from years of being a musician in many bands, doing countless gigs, naturally gathering experience and inspiration until, one day, I stumbled upon the fact that I could actually put those experiences and many others into words. The composing aspect grew from that into what it is today ...
My way of life .

Anywhere But Here

the turtle project