Nomad
im a nomad in this land of the devils dust
im a nomad not a soul no not one i can trust
im a rogue on a road i lost all my perspective
and reality is nothing more than tangled objectives
im a nomad bleeding in this land of lust
inhaling the toxins from the devils dust
my tears are like boulders
burdens heavy on my shoulders
and pain is unbearable
equally un-shareable
oh take me oh take me i can not endure
how can living like this feel so insecure
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