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this has something on me, its already owned me, honestly im waiting to feel what its like to not to be lonely.. the price of whats right is whats left to believe, that the sober soldier i am on my knees cant stand up to the bottle my ego needs, my evil, my greed, and the tears that wet the seed, of the facade they applaud when my wrists dont bleed; these shoulders and a rib cage under a mind no longer mine, holding the pages of a story of man after his time, tried and calloused from holding o...

my soul wont rest until ive done my best, until you fly i feel undressed, naked to the world that judges me, i show them shows and they lie to me, tell me im not who i used to be, ive lost what i had, but im finding who i was, its not what i had, but what i loved, not where i reigned, but what i shined as sun when the light of life was in what i sung, when i held your head i whispered softly, when i kissed your forehead this is what it cost me, the price of life is what he offered me, i trie...

this has something on me, its already owned me, honestly im waiting to feel what its like to not to be lonely.. the price of whats right is whats left to believe, that the sober soldier i am on my knees cant stand up to the bottle my ego needs, my evil, my greed, and the tears that wet the seed, of the facade they applaud when my wrists dont bleed; these shoulders and a rib cage under a mind no longer mine, holding the pages of a story of man after his time, tried and calloused from holding o...

my soul wont rest until ive done my best, until you fly i feel undressed, naked to the world that judges me, i show them shows and they lie to me, tell me im not who i used to be, ive lost what i had, but im finding who i was, its not what i had, but what i loved, not where i reigned, but what i shined as sun when the light of life was in what i sung, when i held your head i whispered softly, when i kissed your forehead this is what it cost me, the price of life is what he offered me, i trie...

i used to walk until he carried me, may my visions blind me until you bury me, on the days im fine im not as scared to see, that you do and its ok that you care about me.. i dont need titles, i just like you, if i can make you happy and write too, that makes my life the dream i dreamed all the nights i had no roof, its been a minute since i accosted my own conscience into catching waht it is i lost when i thought my life was awesome, like at night id see you smiling and i saw all sun, shine a...