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Perfect Agony

So you say just once more How I've fallen again. And you say you live for What you thought was a sin. So you never have hope To achieve your desire. So unable to cope. Plunge your hand in the fire. 'Cause it's The only way you know That what you see Is reality. The only thing I know That I can show Is perfect agony. I feel a perfect agony As I lay drowning in this sea. For all my life was meant to be Is what lies deep in me. The truth of what I really am: A simple, fallen, hollow man. And now in all this agony I find the perfect truth in me. I don't need your advice. I don't need you to tell me how to live my life. I don't need your advice. I don't want your advice. I feel a perfect agony As I lie drowning in this sea. And all my tears turn out to be A lie: a perfect agony. The truth of who I really am Is a simple, fallen, hollow man. So now I find deep in my soul A truth: a feeling I control. I feel this perfect agony. I feel this perfect agony. I die: I drown deep in this sea Of tears and perfect agony. So you say just once more Death's what you see in me; But you still have to live for, And you still have to be, In perfect agony.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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