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I’m nothing special but there’s no one else like me
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The rain is soaking through the paper while I write
And the lightning is my only lantern tonight
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Rivers seek the horizon and thence they run
You may scoff at my philosophies
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Within my reach, my destination clear as day
But the guards of the gates have turned me away
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This is my generation
And I’m supposed to be so proud
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I hear screaming in the distance
It’s my voice in the back of my mind
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Crushed somewhere in the middle
I flow in perfect harmony
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Let’s start a revolution today
Why don’t we fight for our identities
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I won’t look pretty for just you
Cause maybe you’re not worth it
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It’s a love hate kind of thing
You pull the trigger and I’m red in the face again
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Day of angels
When the blackest of skies turn to blue
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I don’t need to read an adventure story
I’m living day by day and each one’s just fine for me
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I need to find a place where I don’t fade in
Yeah I hate it, cause I’m so jaded
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I don’t need a man to make me happy
That’s what music is for
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You’re so much more
Than you give yourself credit for
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My eraser keeps a secret
Something I’ve just thrown away
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And now that I’m awake
I’m not afraid
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If you find that I’m not speaking
Well I’m just busy dreaming
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The ink on the paper writes out your name
Against my will and without any shame
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The shadow does not exsist and ne’er will
But somewhere she’s in it, ready to kill
by LaBelle
21 lines, 1 comment,
on Jul 2 10:29 PM 2005. In Dark
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The world tried to get away with murder and got caught
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Whisper into my ear words unspoken
Illusion frosts the epochs between the moments
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So sing, my crickets, of a life revived
How grateful I am just to be alive
by LaBelle
16 lines, 12 comments,
on Jun 5 6:55 PM 2005. In Nature
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Day after day
We have to live with what we don’t change
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If you find, the chicken’s dissappeared
Well I ate, all the meat
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All throughout the land old
The Princess of Hearts’ story is told
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Never to wake again
Goodnight, goodbye...
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So is this how it’s going to be?
Faster and faster growing out of my mind
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A maiden is she, and fair as the day
With unearthly powers in her hand
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Labels are for soup cans
Not a person who likes a certain type of music
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It just brings me to tears
How much I don’t deserve you
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And when I fall, I’ll fall with a smile on my face
(It’s not pretending, it’s acting)
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And while I’m at it, what the heck
I’ll remove your spleen!
by LaBelle
42 lines, 6 comments,
on Apr 18 7:38 PM 2005. In Humor
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