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PEACE
Sometimes I'm afraid,
Afraid of life
Afraid of death.
But when all is said and done and nothing is left,
When the world has taken its part,
When the world has broken my heart.
When life seems to pass me by, when I take that plunge but fail to fly,
I become something else as I enter reality,
my thoughts come fast and escapes as brutality.
The heat rises from within, my inner strength is fierce.
The darkness fades and my words will pierce.
My instincts become sharper, my nerves on edge.
Like the Phoenix I rise from the ash and I tackle the world in a reckless clash.
My thoughts become faster, I'm a walking disaster.
Confusion sets in, my mind becomes cloudy,
I become silent but my energy is rowdy.
I become angry and suspicious but I don't know why,
Sometimes I just want to break down and cry.
I'm trapped in a cycle I don't understand,
I feel as if I fell from the promised land.
Where is my calmness
WHERE IS MY PEACE?
Why won't this darkness fade -
And these feelings cease?
I crave a distraction
A final release.
All I want is some fucking PEACE !
Afraid of life
Afraid of death.
But when all is said and done and nothing is left,
When the world has taken its part,
When the world has broken my heart.
When life seems to pass me by, when I take that plunge but fail to fly,
I become something else as I enter reality,
my thoughts come fast and escapes as brutality.
The heat rises from within, my inner strength is fierce.
The darkness fades and my words will pierce.
My instincts become sharper, my nerves on edge.
Like the Phoenix I rise from the ash and I tackle the world in a reckless clash.
My thoughts become faster, I'm a walking disaster.
Confusion sets in, my mind becomes cloudy,
I become silent but my energy is rowdy.
I become angry and suspicious but I don't know why,
Sometimes I just want to break down and cry.
I'm trapped in a cycle I don't understand,
I feel as if I fell from the promised land.
Where is my calmness
WHERE IS MY PEACE?
Why won't this darkness fade -
And these feelings cease?
I crave a distraction
A final release.
All I want is some fucking PEACE !
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