Ian Petch Poet Lyric

Last Choice

I know how to mimic love
I know how to cry
I’m working your mind
In time with dead eyes

I can sing your songs
I can become
I work dead lips
In time with your sun

I see the end
I feel every pain
I am the possessed
Only my shadow remains

I change again
I turn into me
The cold and gone
Deeper I see

I still turn away
I still have a choice
If I must be me
Then I will bring life to my voice

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