Passing the strange, Back to before
Next to Normal, no glitz or galore.
Reviving the peeps, gripping the light
drowned ignorance, trying to make right
who the fuck did I think I was?
creeping and crawling with so-called tough love.
broodishly selfish, triumphantly faint
acting as though I am something I aint.
some holy person that I never was,
fake it til' you make it, that's what we does.
bring it to them
let them see
this is how life used to be.
only deeper, what's in store
is nothing you know
but could be so much more.
take my lead
now I stand corrected
I have grown a little
trying hard to miss affected.
I hope you can hear what I am trying to share
through the depth of my soul, I beg to show you care.
Abandon you - not
take my hand as I am with you
my favorite spot.
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