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Click hereTo wake again and never compromise
To know that I am what you despise
A shadow walks across the bedroom floor
A shadow fades, walking out the door
Doesn't it just make you sick to tell?
Doesn't it just make you sick to see I am alive and well?
As the dust falls from your hands and I live out my dream,
Doesn't it just make you want to scream?
Out of the cold and in your face,
you thought I'd frozen and erased.
My scars are healed and my soul is true.
And its got nothing to do with you.
Doesn't it just make you sick to tell?
Doesn't it just make you sick to see I am alive and well?
As the dust falls from your hands and I live out my dream,
Doesn't it just make you want to scream?
scream for me...
Doesn't it just make you sick to tell?
Doesn't it just make you sick to see I am alive and well?
As the dust falls from your hands and I live out my dream,
Doesn't it just make you want to scream?
Has positive portions as a poem but the lyrical aspects seem to overwhelm; important to distinquish between lyrics and poetry.
Has positive portions as a poem but the lyrical aspects seem to overwhelm; important to distinquish between lyrics and poetry.