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May 2013
jackhammer rings
thoughts scream not sing
fighting for a spot
at the show
with each blow
of the metal drill
is sent a shrill
you can shake a chill
but never a cold
mind fits a mold
do what you're told
tried to make a break
but the earth beneath me quakes
with each riff of the hammer
who defined these parameters?
bordered by hate and mistrust
feeling so abused
compromised and misused
I will not shy behind the fence that you've enclosed
trade what I think for what I know
because I know what lays beneath the ground
your out of touch and out of sound
the jack hammers fill my ears with white noise
that dilutes your scheming and ploys
and I could be gone for a thousand years
in only 2 minutes
Written by
Kelly Roland
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