Obey, do not display
Stay, there is no time to play
Emotions are not for show
Just reap the crops you sow
**** it all
Do not fall
You cannot fail
For you must set sail
To the ends of success
No need for excess
Emotions are not for show
Just reap the crops you sow
Reap and reap, build and build
Do not let down your guild
Keep going, do not dwell
On the pains that swell
This is what we are taught
This is how we get caught
In the perpetual fire blazing
Judging eyes a-gazing
It burns you up
To be ****** up
It devours your life
Nothing left, bring on the scythe
Why love or live another day?
When I've already been murdered inside?
What really is there left to say?
How can I live when I've already died?
Let me tell you something neat
Its knowledge is power that cannot be beat
Ready? It's a hard pill to swallow for sure
It will allow life to florish, but it's not quite a cure
You see.... it takes a lot of work
I'll say again, it takes a lot of work!!
Listen carefully now, It's not just for tricks
Allow yourself to feel the pain, and you will die a Phoenix
You will be brought back to life
And oh, what a wonderful life
It is filled with joy and love
It takes a lot of work, most important though, LOVE
The kind that's raw and open deep
The kind that brings a melody and weeps
Love, it is the birth and death of all
So listen carefully my Phoenix, do you hear the call?
Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 10:06 PM UTC
Obey, do not display
Stay, there is no time to play
Emotions are not for show
Just reap the crops you sow
**** it all
Do not fall
You cannot fail
For you must set sail
To the ends of success
No need for excess
Emotions are not for show
Just reap the crops you sow
Reap and reap, build and build
Do not let down your guild
Keep going, do not dwell
On the pains that swell
This is what we are taught
This is how we get caught
In the perpetual fire blazing
Judging eyes a-gazing
It burns you up
To be ****** up
It devours your life
Nothing left, bring on the scythe
Why love or live another day?
When I've already been murdered inside?
What really is there left to say?
How can I live when I've already died?
Let me tell you something neat
Its knowledge is power that cannot be beat
Ready? It's a hard pill to swallow for sure
It will allow life to florish, but it's not quite a cure
You see.... it takes a lot of work
I'll say again, it takes a lot of work!!
Listen carefully now, It's not just for tricks
Allow yourself to feel the pain, and you will die a Phoenix
You will be brought back to life
And oh, what a wonderful life
It is filled with joy and love
It takes a lot of work, most important though, LOVE
The kind that's raw and open deep
The kind that brings a melody and weeps
Love, it is the birth and death of all
So listen carefully my Phoenix, do you hear the call?
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