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Hit the lights
Let me out
Curtain drawn
Now I shout

Everyone
Open your ears
Listen now
Hear my tears

You can't look
Past my eyes
Quarters close them
Now say goodbye

In my casket
I'm awake
Dead but watching
My black wake

Maybe it's sick
To imagine it
But I won't pretend
That I'm perfect

Sometimes I wish
That I could say
Goodnite, goodbye
Later days

Instead I dream
It's best for you
For them for us
Fuck, you're few

Hit the lights
Let me out
I promise not
To scream or shout
Posted: 2005-04-06 00:19:12 UTC

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