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In My Head
Submitted by NicholasAngelo on Sat, 04/14/2007 - 12:14am.
Rebuilt broken walls
crumble in urban hysteria
every avenue walked upon
is fragile and disturbed,
somber-colored sidewalks
grace in garbage cans
cares float away in wind
so tall the madness stands,
crumble in urban hysteria
every avenue walked upon
is fragile and disturbed,
somber-colored sidewalks
grace in garbage cans
cares float away in wind
so tall the madness stands,
This psychotic city spoken of
is the journey in my mind
a place that I cannot escape
a place where demons dwell,
this weapon of mass destruction
on friendships blessed with trust
the betrayer of a thousand kind eyes
the puppeteer pulling strings on my lips,
is the journey in my mind
a place that I cannot escape
a place where demons dwell,
this weapon of mass destruction
on friendships blessed with trust
the betrayer of a thousand kind eyes
the puppeteer pulling strings on my lips,
Many days have I surrendered love
the dying hearts still thirst for blood
a history of mistaken identities
a history of promises let go,
this leash that does not fit
continues choking confidence
the captain of this sinking flesh
the chains I wear unbreakable,
the dying hearts still thirst for blood
a history of mistaken identities
a history of promises let go,
this leash that does not fit
continues choking confidence
the captain of this sinking flesh
the chains I wear unbreakable,
And still I yearn
for my return
to happiness.
for my return
to happiness.
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