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I am the music a simple spare note
I pierce through silence, set the dancers afloat
I am the rhythm, I am the rhyme
I am the music and wickedly divine
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Here i stand, im invulnerable
yet all i see is another empty hole
i dug it myself,6 feet beneath the ground
im searching for a soul in the body that i found
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The contradiction of - endless love and eternal hate
Makes us bring together what they separate
The sky was burned with the smell of smoke
The pain still not cured, but there’s always hope
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She's got a tattoo of a target
and it's printed on her back.
I think that I could mark it
but I could not be exact-
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Noises
Fluttered paces
Half raised steps keeping time
Like two old ghosts the float and shine
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Silence
It’s all around
Mocking us with a senseless sound
Will someone please just break this spell?
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Love, it is a bullet.
What you want when your afraid.
You'd shoot to kill, if it's life you'd save.
And when it hits,
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My dear apocalyptic friend,
Will you shine when the world comes to an end?
when nothings left to orbit, where will you go?
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Were the cameras ever rolling in the blood split square?
When's a tank verse a man ever gonna be fair?
You fight for your freedom, your right of speech,
Its just the only thing that ever made you unique.
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I am the music a simple spare note
I pierce through silence, set the dancers afloat
I am the rhythm, I am the rhyme
I am the music and wickedly divine
An acrobat hurling through circles of flame
I am the enemy the one who’ll take blame
Slither slither across that old stage
I am the curtain and I hide the same
I am the script but you must turn the page
I know there’s a difference in wisdom and age
I am dissected, and cut between the lines
Your searching for a meaning but there’s nothing left to find
The audience is me, now I’m in the crowd
I’ll listen to your voice, I hear it clear and loud
I watch with amazement as if I’m mesmerized
You love what you do and I see it in you eyes
I am the ticket I’ll lead you to your seat
And if I’m worth the money I’ll sweep you off your feet
I am the rose thrown upon the floor
I am just another act, its all a metaphor
I am an actor I love to pretend
I am a prophet who cannot see the end
I am a sequel there’s more to me then this
I’m the screech from broken violins
I am a writer, yet aren’t we all
I’ll get up and walk if I can take the fall
I am a poem, and I am a bird
I sit upon Pallas, nevermore is my word
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