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Woke up to the sound of screams,Coming from the hall of broken dreams,All because of my petty schemes,Life's torn open, from its weak seams.There's a ..
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I know you've tried to get one over me.
There's no point in trying, I'm the upgrade.
I'd like to think that others agree.
They'd say you don't ma..
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Story starts,With quite a frownLost little boy, In a big time townNever stops, After daysLong walked path, He lost his wayThe streetswere dead, A dead..
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I have to listen to you b***h and whine,
I really do not have the time.For your self-pity and your selfishness,You don't care for anyone else.To your..
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I've got this thorn in my side,The thorn is from her rose,Thorn in my side from her rose I planted.I've got this road-weary soul,Weary from the painfu..
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The street-lights brighten the path home,The warmth inside fights the icy bone,I'll be back some other day.But what if I don't return to this evil pla..
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A song about my thoughts on fame and fortune..
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A little note to a "Plastic" at my school
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Just a few Private thoughts Turned into a song :)
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I wish I could take a break,From all which I find fake,Run far away from this place,To return the smile to my face.
Their harsh words cut like gla..
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