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Stop acting up, ignorant class clown…oh, you naughty, little boy…
I’ve been manipulated and broken like an ancient kid’s toy
Laughing at the snotty, “millionaire” boy…oh boy…oh boy…
Losing my mind, hospitalized just because of how I feel, but it’s no big deal
Yelling at me – stop right this instance…can’t you see? Can’t you see the tears, showering from my universe, starlit eyes of euphoric ecstasy 

Lazy me…watching the chaos and violence unfold as the hours pass me by…the ticking of the clock driving me nuts – no if’s and but’s about it…I throw my childish furious fits.
Isolated…jaded…upset…
Tortured greatly by my guilty conscience….my mindset is submitting to negativity, but I’m stronger than I realize, I’m not alone, and I’m not a failure, so I got to get myself off the ground and try not to be captivity-bound
Tricked to marry a bride named Envy, the Plastic Beauty
Living a truth, masked with hidden, deceptive, little lie
Enjoying the scenery of brightness and technological geniuses…but I yearn for some darkened nature…the paranormal sends strange sensations up and down my spine….the future will be awesome sooner or later….

I can feel suave halos swirl around me
Dreaming about you, climbing towards the sun
Keep your pace and run this race
I know you can do it…you can receive far greater grace
Risking my life for you…
Do you do the same for me too?
Ascending…never descending…
God’s direction is far from my reach,
But I remain faithful to Him, for His love is what I beseech 
My head is held high above the surface
I can feel suave halos swirl around me
Dreaming about you, climbing towards the sun
Keep your pace and run this race
I know you can do it…you can receive far greater grace
Risking my life for you…
Do you do the same for me too?
Ascending…never descending…
God’s direction is far from my reach,
But I remain faithful to Him, for His love is what I beseech 
My head is held high above the surface

Isolated…jaded…upset…
Raindrops from bitter clouds has come to weep with regret
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