Metasin

Theres No Clue, Who Woulda Knew The LowDown On The Whole Scoup..
Swingin From My Minds Branches .... Lost Inside My Own, Mental Loop..
Chained To A Steel Chicken Coop, Handcuffed Up Waiting To Be Free..
But Whenever A Hero Would Arrive, The Devil Would Make Them Flee..
Stuck At Sea .... Of Emotions, Got Me Taking Knees On Moving Cement..
Thinking Of Home, A New Placed To Live, I Got WritersBlock For Rent..
Bullets Get Sent, Thru A Glass House .... They Are Peircing With Sound..
Bound To A Childs Knowledge, Blamed When An Abstrakt Worlds Found..
In Tears We Drown .... Panic Sets In, Until TugBoats Comes To Our Aid..
Prayed Not To See The Blade Worth So Much, Life Would Even Trade..
But We Stayed Strong, Laced Up Shoes And Ran Laps Around The Brain..
Until The Pain Evaporates .... And Mixed With All Of Heavens Blue Rain..


- StarStuded -

n a world of new beginings,were answers are either lost or tossed-
from a mind that sets standards..to confusion with rights to be crossed-
n a world with pictures left to paint..your visual images swing the ink-
the last chance for a goal to hope-a last chance for a thought to think-
we've ran through problems..but still these troubles trail behind-
searched up and down...glory was hidden, with only pain to find-
u dont know,whats needed..u look for home,but its the same place-
the same place, were there is hurt...and only hells gates to grace-
i ask to leave, but u wont take me away..i move,but u always stay-
i run - u lead me a stray...i try to hold..but u always push away-
....now there's a way out, a hole to leave - hate the way u make..
me hate me, the way id hate to do this...to sleep, and never awake-
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