Seeing across time,
Summing up all of the beings,
All there is and all there will be,
Sublime?
This paradise full of tears,
Full of pain and sorrow,
This isn't teen angst,
This is what flows from my heart...my soul,
It's all fun and games until someone get's hurt,
So cut me so deep...
So slow that I can feel every bead of blood seep...
Seep from the depth of my every dream,
I'm bleeding, for me...From me.~
I sit where I don't belong,
I stand tall and strong,
When...I'm breaking down, alone.
Not knowing where to begin...
Not knowing where to end.
Lace up my noose,
Leave me hanging there,
Without a thought in your mind,
Because in time, in time, in time..
My heart won't be there to find.
Clothed with sarcasm, they're really laughing now.
Feeding the fruits of my looms,
This dirt is hard to sow,
And now, and now.~
The rain has come, The rain has come.
To lush my drought,
For you, for you...my Dear.
My noose tight around my neck...
But...I'm still---I'm still hanging there.
Hanging here. . .
Hiding from my every fear.
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Spitting at the screen,
Keep the masses deluded,
With fabricated dreams."
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