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I wake up fine and dandy but then by the time I find it handyTo rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landingI go up to the ceilingThen I feel my soul start leavingLike an old man's hair recedingI'm pleading please, oh please on my kneesRepeatedly askingWhy it's got to be like this, is this living freeI don't want to be the oneBe the one who has the sun's blood on my handsI'll tell the moon, take this weapon forged in darknessSome see a pen, I see a harpoonI'll stay awake'cause the dark's not taking prisoners tonightWhy am I not scared in the morningI don't hear those voices callingI must have kicked them out, I must have kicked them outI swear I heard demons yellingThose crazy words they were spellingThey told me I was gone, they told me I was goneBut I'll tell themWhy won't you let me go?Do I threaten all your plans, I'm insignificantPlease tell them you have no plans for meI will set my soul on fire, what have I become?On the eve of a day that's forgotten and fakeAs the trees they await and clouds anticipateThe start of a day when we put on our faceA mask that portrays that we don't need graceOn the eve of a day that is bigger than usBut we open our eyes 'cause we're told that we mustAnd the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to pleadDesperately yelling there's something we needI'm not free I asked forgiveness three timesSame amount that I denied, I three-time mvp'ed this crimeI'm afraid to tell you who I adoreWon't tell you what I'm sing towardsMetaphorically I'm a whore, and that's denial number four
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