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05 May 2008

Chaos


verse I
Where is the truth?
It doesn't exist.
So tell my life's wretchedness,
to cease and desist.
Why am I stricken tonight,
with feelings of fright,
for these notions I ponder in pitch?

bridge
In my sleep,
pain that cannot forget
falls drop by drop on the
muscle that powers my life.

chorus
My viscera sears
'cause my soul is susceptible
to trusting nefarious lies,
and all of my fears
are now untreatable
this pain you can see in my eyes

verse II
"Bear any burden,
support any friend"
that's what life had told me
that's what i had said,
but now I sit here,
as those feelings held so dear,
disintegrate inside my head.





Take it easy.

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