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if i could forget
that i lived for a moment in this life
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Fade into the background of a child's eyes.
Watch how they cope with a life un-lead.
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If i had one friend.
If i had two tear's to shed.
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Hallucinate passed the possibilities. / Envision a world thats created for you. / A Thorn sculpted upon this spinning pedestal. / Rotate th
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Starting on my jurnony, on a November star streeked plain.... / This clear black-topped road await's me. / Its infactuation driving my name, / toward the street's neon glare... Time, such a simple release. / I'd keep
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String along those fake Identities. / Scream out those damn Profanities. / Curse along with those acid Tears of Tragedy. / Blame those fail
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Watch a life pass on by..... Casting eyes toward a moving mirror......a empty screen put on play....
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Empty streets lay away, an intoxicating beat runs its simplicity. Colliding fists of rain water,
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Line the faces row upon row. Take your hand and smudge the illusion.
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Balance a rose on upon a pedestal.
Reconfigure its pose.
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My vision blur's,images phase through unobtainable thoughts compelled of intensity.
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My desire stirs deep within etching coals, black and burned, brimmed with dripping ash.
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Who is that person crying into the darkened home of sheltered
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Mark me as a Target take the awkward situation, into a pose.
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I'm caught in a sadistic tide that pulls my thoughts out to sea
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I think you know what I'm getting At...
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Handing me My luck In silver coins
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Wondering if I'm still Alive Feeling numb right down too
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Apart of a Fate That couldn't even reach Redemption
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Blending into the Crowd... So you won't even Notice me..
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Use my .... Sadness As A disguise
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Every Now an Then
I feel a little Lost
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Feeling Compacted in a Crowd
In A Sea of People
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Trapped in a...
New York City Traffic Line
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Stuck In this Old Apartment Building
Made of Hollow stone
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It Started on a Simple Day
The Storm Came Down In Sleeting Rain
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Feeling Empty
Feeling Stepped On
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A Hundred Years Pass On By
Trapped Behind These
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Swimming Through An Untiled Ocean
Running Away From Followed Excuses
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The Warning Is So Clear
Whispers Of Tragedies
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Every Time We Fight
We Lay Awake
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Two Hands Held Together
One Without The Other
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Draped In Sorrow Caught In A Barrowed Situation
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