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Isn't she beautiful
Dark and long like the hair of a young adult
Don't we all know
We all have to give in, into her black glaze
The kids don't see..
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Something I wrote which actually shows a part of me. That's how I see it, anyway.
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Oh, the view from my balcony
They're in groups with a mentality of a cancerous colony
People walk their dogs, treat it with luxury
With nothing on..
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What the title says, I try to convey
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Does all the commotion make you think
All the passengers walking about with no clue
All the chitter chatter, the distant clinks
The fashionistas wi..
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How can I swim when the water pulls me down
How can I swim when my feet are touching the ground
How can I drown when the tides cant stop my sound
H..
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What I feel is always under question
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Slipping right through my senses
You hold me down for my red rabbit eyes
I'm stuck inside your fences
When you walk by, the silence in my head dies..
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If we don't blame the moon, it will continue to show its face
If we don't give up soon, we will starve for days
If we don't raise our voice, we are ..
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Blah.
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