Cry = First
Kaotic = Second
A want for need is what we should breathe
instead of following the if's of what could be
while would be perfect moments stray away
as our earth contains doughnut grain displays.
with frayed, not yet perfect, circles of hope
families will cope - but it's hurtful to choke
what life they have left from them...
what if we opened air ways, what then?
does friends ever come before money?
deny us nothing, reforming's lovely -
and we'll do it to get past the lies
wash away everything in a bath of ties
that won't bind us until we choke
but instead together, and that's all she wrote!
a woman with the want for a face
a man who wishes life before age
and inside another, they pour out fake -
puppet shows that have more to illustrate.
blame the one's beneath me, the fault is theirs
look at the way they treat me, no one really cares
it's the affair's of the wrong doing they deliver
im the betrayed one, being dared until the river's
of tears, the tragedy of not fending with strength
i sink like a ship of courage trapped beneath steam
anger for these stranger's, the bullies of pure jealousy
out to erase success, failure they were selling me
drunken hate for other's, is what now posesses me
the mentality of life takers, crawled in and molested me
the fresh stream of life, in which i use to freely swim
became infested with the other's, im now one of them
a woman with the want for a face
a man who wishes life before age
and inside another, they pour out fake -
puppet shows that have more to illustrate.
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