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Rated: E · Lyrics · Music · #1647138
from when stress got to me and i nearly let it change me
I can feel your breeze,
see your expertise,
inside this mind somethings gotta change.

You spoke no hollow lies,
clearly verbalized
I use to be so deranged.

Predicted consequence
played out in sequence.
A preview monster movie.

The stress shown on our lobes,
every episode.
We've got to break this intensity.

A guitar thats lost its perfect tone,
a soft-beating heart is no metronome.
So take a peek inside this broken dome,
tell me that it is my own.

You used your micro-vision,
positive submission
on a path scarred with disaray.

Limited resource
needs some extra force.
Better now than another day.

I'll paint a new visual,
soft but casual,
repair every broken beam.

My thoughts were strung about,
over and hungout.
I'll rescue every stranded dream.

A guitar thats lost its perfect tone,
a soft beating heart is no metronome.
So take a peek inside this broken dome,
tell me that it is my own.
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