If I could ask that one question
Would I be ready to break the mirrors of my conceptions
If I could lift and fly
Could I put down the other things in my life that get me high
If I could see what was right
Would I still be blind with sight shruggin off whats lost in fright
If I could stretch and be free
Could I reach the me and release him to you to cease the beast
If I could win the biggest war
I’d be wagin the costs of my sins to try to feed the poor
If I could right a million wrongs
When im feelin strong then could I write one tear in a million songs
If I could dream past my eyes
When im wide awake then could I fall of to sleep and fast my mind
If I could take full control
I’d put fate on hold and check the locks on the door at the gates of gold
If I could have another birth
What mother would endure the hurt screamim my pain before im earthed
If I could warn the masses
Id have to outlast the lashes from being an outcasted blasphemes bastard
If I could start and finish
Id get my wish and explain it all before I diminish
If I …..

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