This tense desire
A built in fire
Ready to be released

I don't expect you
to understand.
I try to explain
But you say
that I'm vain

Thinking of myself
all of the time

I'm stuck in my
own head
Screaming
Crying

I know you'll never
Understand...

Mirror mirror
On the wall
Will they love me
After all?

Mirror mirror
On the wall
Will I ever love me
Once and for all.

I still feel it
The whispers in my ear
The demon on my shoulder
Hiding behind my hair

Whispering sweet evils
Deniying that he's there

I feel it creeping in
The doubt from deep within
The demon on my shoulder
Whispering to give in

You lit a spark
In my heart
Right from the start

I hear them sometimes
Whispering their lies

Do you hear them?
Behind those eyes
Whispering those lies

I surrender most times
To their lies behind my eyes
Surrender to their whispering lies

Do you ever just ponder
And wonder of life
The splender of nature
Of wildlife?

How long has it been?
Long enough for memory to stretch thin
But never break

I'm begging to forget the lines of your face
The colour of your hair
The smell of your embrace

How long has it been?
Too long without a trace
of your everlasting grace

When the time comes
When my heartbeats begin to fade
My eyes begin to flutter
I hope to see you there

Your floppy ears listen
Your crooked tail wags
Your smile grows wide
While you stand by my side
I hope to see you there

My best friend
My shadow
My furry soulmate
I hope to see you there

Love can hurt
It can feel like a burden
It can weigh heavy on the soul that feels too deeply
Unfathomable love
Desperate love that holds tight
To think of letting it go is to condemn the soul
An eternity of emptiness
Once so full
It hurts to love sometimes.

Do you hear it?
The thunder on the ground
The sound getting loud
Louder and louder
Thunder on the ground
They are coming
Hundreds and thousands
The thunder of their feet marching on the street
Do you hear them
Hear their calling
We are coming
The people on the street

If it were us we'd be screaming and crying
Helpless and afraid, alone barely surviving

We would be screaming and crying, our children are dying

Helpless and afraid, our homes now our graves
No aid on its way because of the blockades

If it were us we'd be screaming and crying
Our children are dying
Our children are dying...

They say they'd get help if they had white skin and blue eyes
But they don't so they're dying

Yet they carry on smiling, hope in their eyes

Aid is on it way but it's not enough
A group of 12 so brave, so tough
Made of the best of us
but it's not enough

If it were us we would be screaming, we would be crying

Our children are dying

If it were us would we still be smiling?



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