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Hurricane Song

This time he said there might be

Hurricanes inside of me

But surley there's too much of planet earth

Left for me to see

He's the only one

Who doesn't underestimate me

Lack of interest

In the lives

Of the wealthy

Sends me to my room

What to do

When there's life

Inside of you

Maybe I'll get drunk

And you can get drunk too

And we'll lay under my ceiling

Try to figure out the meaning

Of life and death

And everything

 

And the thrill

I have the will

You have the way with words

You know exactly what you want to say

But I still have to learn

There's nothing I want more

Than to tell you how I feel

But sometimes I get

Paranoid

That I'm not real

And if reality is fake

Then we'd better hold on tight

For our sanity's sake

I don't know my left and right

Or what to give and how to take

Which hearts to mend

And which to break

Should I let these people hear the music that I make?

 

Cause the music that I make

It's the simplest part of me

Would you show the world your ***** naked body?

Although I'm not ashamed

Sometimes I still worry

That it's all a lie

But I still try

And the weight I carry

It's heavy now

I'm sinking down

To a box

Inside a box

I'll secure the key

You can throw away the locks

I may never feel the need

To tell myself to stop

Time is ticking by

But I'm not noticing the clock

 

If X marks the spot

You can draw it on my heart

Cause sometimes I feel

I need something

To help it make a start

Taking blood from my veins

Purify

Relieve the pain

Then send it off

Again away

To my body

Numb and cold

I always do as I am told

Cept when I do

As I do next

Rip my heart out

From my chest

Extract the passion

From my head

And with this

In peace

I rest.

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