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Murphy

I dance in through That colorful confetti In, out, here, I Would do anything to get in. Because here, I am free. Here, I am me And I see, I see I see what I want to see. Yesterday, I shook your mind To add some happiness to my life. Your head is sore, Your spirit is weak, And my empty countenance Makes me complete. You've never retorted, You're socially distorted, But passion and patience Is being recorded. You crave that attention, Those acts of aggression Are sinking and drowning With no answered questions. You'd love to be free But you can't see the light. Just throw out your fists And curse at the sky. You're too kind. You're too blind. You're too kind. You're too blind. You see, you see, You see what I want you to see. All of the world is an hourglass. The only way to make it last Is to take all of the things you love And store them high up above The truth where you can't see or hear Pain that would be growing near. Denial is an ugly thing, But it matches your eyes perfectly As your vision's sedated, You live in the shade and You're upset 'cause all the drugs Are overrated. You buckle at the knees, You have sores on your feet, And your tears are bottomless Oceans of grief, But as lost as your mind is, There will come a time when You'll throw your hands up - Become one with the sky and It's all in your heart. It's been there from the start, But your rage and depression will tear you apart. You'll see That only you can make use of your time. Only you drown yourself in the tide. Only you can lose your own mind, And only you can veer outside the lines. You can see, you can see, You can see what you've wanted to see. You'll see.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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