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Reach in Within (Its Settled)
The cracks will always exist
When I have no will to live.
I always lived for a family
And now denial dreams of deceased.
There's suffering in pretense,
I have no eyes to believe
there has to be much more than this.
I go back to where it started,
and now feel thorn splinters
Memories are dreamscapes
when your soul's been raped
I can't bring on my tears,
Never comforted my whispers.
I'm just rubbish to be discarded
The realization
struggling to breathe,
no girl, this not on you,
You need to understand & know....
How black are we as crows
My degree in my drinking
as up to my own sinking,
is fluttering that's fleeing
and a mystery of my being.
I never wanted my egg cracked,
Got introduced young and whacked
He led me to stealing
all around the neighboring,
Excitement and such a tease
until we got caught with the disease
smashed our faces into oblivion.
My Mother was a yellowed eyed demon
and caused a stutter and hesitation
Couldn't fight but confusion settles,
Heightened, we were only little.....
When I have no will to live.
I always lived for a family
And now denial dreams of deceased.
There's suffering in pretense,
I have no eyes to believe
there has to be much more than this.
I go back to where it started,
and now feel thorn splinters
Memories are dreamscapes
when your soul's been raped
I can't bring on my tears,
Never comforted my whispers.
I'm just rubbish to be discarded
The realization
struggling to breathe,
no girl, this not on you,
You need to understand & know....
How black are we as crows
My degree in my drinking
as up to my own sinking,
is fluttering that's fleeing
and a mystery of my being.
I never wanted my egg cracked,
Got introduced young and whacked
He led me to stealing
all around the neighboring,
Excitement and such a tease
until we got caught with the disease
smashed our faces into oblivion.
My Mother was a yellowed eyed demon
and caused a stutter and hesitation
Couldn't fight but confusion settles,
Heightened, we were only little.....
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