Restless man pace the corridor
Mind full of undying thoughts
Thoughts on those in the crypt
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Why?
Why do you listen to her?
She feeds you lies,
About me
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lies are prepared by mouth
feed by ear
and digested in the brain
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I try to fix things
You don't like that
You dismiss it and hate me more
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Music fills the air
I love it
I thrive in it
Music beats to the tempo of the soul
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The fighting never stops
it continues today
every day
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