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Verse 1:
I took several selfies in the dark
Tonight, I want to sing my heart out
I want to be your flaming spark
Or a swirling, singing lark, no doubt
Silence your screams, a harmonic drought
You led me to an awful puppet master’s route

(Be a banger by banging away the shadows of the deep deep inside you and me and everybody...the darkness and its intense loneliness and meandering, wicked ways were and are not meant for anybody...)
 
Pre-chorus:
I would be delighted
If you would free my sadness 
And chase it down all away…today…
Shatter it to shards and do throw it all out
Shatter it all…get on the ball..
I would be relieved
To see you smile with happiness
And chase away the pain of dismay
Instead of pouting and complaining about
In all sorts of appall…and all...

Chorus:
Today, could you mend me?
Today, would you lessen my anger?
Today, should you listen clearly?
Today, it looks like you’ve become a banger
On the drums of becoming numb
On the keyboard of being bored
On the guitar strings of delirium
Holding up the flute of overcoming…
Tribulations unlike some…unlike some…
Oh oh ah ah hmmmm…
Oooh no, no, no, uhh duh dum

Verse 2:
I shook my head in so…much…disappointment
Tonight, I refuse to fall asleep in contentment
Because I want to be your light against the night
Can you let me? Would you let me with my might?
Waited for the breeze 
To blow away my disease
Of wanting to be led astray and fallen
Of wanting to be bound and be forgotten

Pre-chorus:
I would be delighted
If you would free my sadness 
And chase it down all away…today
I would be relieved
To see you smile with happiness
And chase away the pain of dismay

Chorus:
Today, could you mend me?
Today, would you lessen my anger?
Today, should you listen clearly?
Today, it looks like you’ve become a banger
On the drums of becoming numb
On the keyboard of being bored
On the guitar strings of delirium
Holding up the flute of overcoming…
Tribulations unlike some…unlike some…
Oh oh ah ah hmmmm…
Oooh no, no, no, uhh duh dum

Rap:
I am no longer Satan's puppet of upsetting regret…it gets me feeling pity
I am no longer held by tight ropes and strings that craze me up extremely 
You understood exactly where I stood, 
Although I was madly misunderstood
Hung low and conceived woe
Beyond me and you, oh no…no…
You left me hanging and now, I choked to death
By your callous, senseless beating heart with a breath
Your neglectful ways…
Kill me insane as always…
These days, I wanna kill you with kindness
But, inside my cell, is where I dwell, I’m so afraid to tell this…
To reveal all this…all this wretchedness…
Secret abyss bull that leaves me hopeless
It’s hard to make progress
In this misery-kinda mess
But, you sorta get it by now
Don’t know how somehow

Pre-chorus:
I would be delighted
If you would free my sadness 
And chase it down all away…today…
I would be relieved
To see you smile with happiness
And chase away the pain of dismay

(Just go ahead...
Bang out the dread
Inside our head
Nothing else said)

Chorus:
Today, could you mend me?
Today, would you lessen my anger?
Today, should you listen clearly?
Today, it looks like you’ve become a banger
On the drums of becoming numb
On the keyboard of being bored
On the guitar strings of delirium
Holding up the flute of overcoming…
Tribulations unlike some…unlike some…
Oh oh ah ah hmmmm…
Oooh no, no, no, uhh duh dum
(Be a banger of everyone’s drum
Not just yourself…
Or even myself!)
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