| Waiting for the feeling to subside.
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| Paranoid, I melt into myself
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| They say I’m to reach inside and find
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| The broken part of my machinery.
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| Psychoanalyze the chapters
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| On the path to my darkest day.
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| Searching for the answers,
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| All I see is Damage through the haze.
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| Picking up the pieces of my life
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| With no direction for re-assembly.
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| The one that lays beside me Is sharing scars of my broken yesterdays.
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| Will tomorrow find me hypnotized? |
| Crying?
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| Mother Mary in control, domineering stranglehold
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| Sowing destructive seeds
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| For the scavengers to feed.
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| Driving the nail into my head,
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| Memory flows like a river
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| With the one that lays beside me
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| I’m healing scars from my childhood memories.
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| Tomorrow finally found me.
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| I’m hypnotized. |
| I’m trying …
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| To understand the chapters
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| Of the path from my darkest day.
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| Searching the answers
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| But there’s Damage ! |