Truth, by Pyro-Knyght{J}
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Hopes are all we have to rest on,
so you know we wont sleep at all.
Dreams are always yelling,
so we cannot hear them call.
Face to face with what we hate,
we SCREAM and Curse the day.
Every ounce of strength that i have,
still wont make it okay.
Tell me what it is that makes you do the things you do
Show me who you are underneath all of your faces
Truth will set you free, Free from us. free from me....
Try and understand,
what happens wont make me mad.
I will find a way,
and try and get past what we had.
Tears wont fall from my eyes,
they have already been cried dry.
So just get on with what you have,
walk away and say Good bye
Tell me what it is that makes us feel the way we feel
Show me that your not all bad and that you still are real
Truth will set you free, Free from us. Free from me...
Leave me here like i know you already have,
the fool wont be me cause im fine.
Rocks and trees might break my bones,
but you have hurt me for the last time.
Dont matter how lonely i get,
it will make the end that much sweeter.
A little bit more to my left,
yea ill find a way in deeper.
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Posted: 2007-07-18 22:30:24 UTC |
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