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Internal Turmoil
Kiss my frozen dead lips.
Wash my blood stained eyes.
Dry my salty tears.
Give me wings to fly.
I need freedom from the madness.
I know I'm not alone.
Send someone with me,
someone I can hold.
People crave to be loved
but even love can't set us free,
Out minds are the cage hell trapped us in.
The moon and stars are majestic
yet have to stay on course.
My joy sits idle while meteors crash inside
my forever crumbling heart.
Life is one big game
that never seems to end.
Take me home.
Have me go extinct.
Player two can not go on.
You've already forgotten about me.
Wash my blood stained eyes.
Dry my salty tears.
Give me wings to fly.
I need freedom from the madness.
I know I'm not alone.
Send someone with me,
someone I can hold.
People crave to be loved
but even love can't set us free,
Out minds are the cage hell trapped us in.
The moon and stars are majestic
yet have to stay on course.
My joy sits idle while meteors crash inside
my forever crumbling heart.
Life is one big game
that never seems to end.
Take me home.
Have me go extinct.
Player two can not go on.
You've already forgotten about me.
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