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Push me, pull me
Hold me, scold me
Tell me what must be done
Until it is no longer fun
Born wearing a desguise
Caught in a web of lies
I have lost my voice
And I no longer have a choice
So what now, the same?
I have no one left to blame
All engulfed in sadness
Reasons giving way to madness
My soul battered and bruised
And for you I refused
Hold me, scold me
Tell me what must be done
Until it is no longer fun
Born wearing a desguise
Caught in a web of lies
I have lost my voice
And I no longer have a choice
So what now, the same?
I have no one left to blame
All engulfed in sadness
Reasons giving way to madness
My soul battered and bruised
And for you I refused
Published 19th Jan 2010
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