Noose Tied Tight
Am I the pawn, or am I the king?
All this pain, all this suffering,
has me down on my knees.
Tell me lies, speak not the truth.
This my disease, this my faith,
has me grinding my teeth.
Long no more, possessing nothing at all.
My loss ends, but not gains anymore.
Hating this truth, hanging from the gallows again.
Let me go, allow me to fall to my doom.
Pain, broken by my gurgling,
lets me know I still bleed.
The noose tied tight, chokes away my life.
Let me go, let me fall,
for I long no more,
possessing nothing at all.
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