Violent Dreams
A thought of violence
With a history of pain
Thoughts like this
Drives a man insane
Tossing and turning
Not sleeping at all
In a nights cold sweat
It’s that burning call
That makes you want
To just let go
So everyone sees
And everyone knows
This is what you really are
This is what she wanted to see
The devil I am
The beast that’s in me
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