Chalk and Chains
Another way to make a mistake
Another way to loose face again
One more time to run and hide
One more way to live not die
This time ill let you in
Let you go inside my mind
Two paths
Two avenues
To Dr Jeckel
Or Mr Hyde
Waltz through the chalk and chains and the flesh of the great un-dead
Toss a coin
And leave right now
And the venom will not be spread
Stuck in a corner with my hands on my head
Praying things won’t be said
Wish I could fly away now
Or to hide under my own bed
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