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of them feelings of doubt
I’m dying just to live again

I'm nauseous hearing your voice again
I probably won't pick up the phone again
I'm six feet deep in

behind. (Leaving them behind...)
Far across the oceans, where the fields lay dry,
Families gather, hoping, as the seasons pass by. (Pass by, pass by

Daylight has finally reached it's end
As evenfall strikes into the sky
Far away in the dark glimpsing moonlight
Sickening souls cry out in pain

short and I want to live in the moment
But the future is pulling me back, aw hell
Hear your voice inside my head
Go ahead and tell me everything I've done

Was mainly set by myself 
Yet I can’t live up to these expectations 
It’s brining my down in a winding spiral 
I’m so scared of myself 
Sleep with

on your move
And you don't feel so ready now it's here
The etching on your knife
The meaning of your life
I kept searching until I saw
The far out system

retold,
Of families fractured not just by past, but by the grasp the present holds.
In freedom’s land, where dreams are weighed, we voice the untold pains,

And you say
I been walking like a dead man
I don't believe what I see in my hands
Blood lust
Better stay as far as you can
By any means I'll achieve

to those I miss without hurting them

Bet that I won't live too long
Gone by the end of this song
Losing strength to walk around
Famine, I drop pound by

a world that's run by corporations
Corrupted governments bribed to change the legislation
Big banks being bailed out by the countries where we pay our taxes

by her, embraced by her, entranced by her, enshrined by ever
Calming presence of those hands that held us when we sought our lives
Among these churning

Daylight has finally reached it's end
As evenfall strikes into the sky
Far away in the dark glimpsing moonlight
Sickening souls cry out in pain

soon never happened and then he turned sixty three
It was time for retirement; I had left home by then

Now I live in a one-room flat but I could use

idle thoughts pave the road that led me here

I hear a voice and it's calling me near
So close, and yet so far
Into the shadows surrounded by fear

is success just a bind just a burden no one need write about me
I'd rather just hang out in fishermen towns where the villagers live by the sea

then. Eh? What do you mean,
stop pissing in the corner? Well if you'd let me out of this f'king room I wouldn't have to piss in the corner,
would I?

it
This rhyme I didn't write it because by voices I'm guided
But lately they been singing and bringing all types of ruckus
Letting me know I don't have

It's the only time I feel alive
I'm haunted by mistakes
The ghost of expectation

I'll never live up 
To the person I set out to be when I was young
I

Engrossed by nebula
With existence far from utopia
To lose the fear of life
Perfection starts with dystopia

(All hail the queen of eternal

Never knowing nothing
Slinging booty ass butt shit
Just a man and his mortal dreams
To find a way to live in peace
But everything be moving by the cream

To live in harmony

Enough with all the broken chords
And tone disparities
A solo piece won’t satisfy 
Your symbiotic thirst
Voice lessons never nullify
My

she won't lie 
It's the cadence, the whole nine 
My mind is in a mine 
If you searching you can find 
That's something to live by 
I was saving but I

through the ever crowded course of replay
In spite of the different times, in spite of our different lives
Now I can hear the sound of your voice
Ring

I'm Hollow as a ghost
So far from what I know
Here I stand all alone
Will I find my way back home?

This voice is screaming at me inside my head
Am I