Regression- Confession- Succession of the young-
My hopes- beliefs- are now publicly hung-
The gallows- the hangman- the executioner's head-
the sentenced now lay in the beds that they've made-
I am nowhere-nothing-no one to all-
I am deaf to the speakers- I am deaf to the call-
The call of the wild- The wild at heart-
push me past my breakage-
pulling me apart-
Apart from our mothers, fathering a grudge-
ever so willing, without a nudge-
to convict-condemn to be murdered-
as lambs and sheep to follow-
overloaded with grief- my grief leaves me hollow-
Nov 24, 2012
Nov 24, 2012 at 6:58 PM UTC
Regression- Confession- Succession of the young-
My hopes- beliefs- are now publicly hung-
The gallows- the hangman- the executioner's head-
the sentenced now lay in the beds that they've made-
I am nowhere-nothing-no one to all-
I am deaf to the speakers- I am deaf to the call-
The call of the wild- The wild at heart-
push me past my breakage-
pulling me apart-
Apart from our mothers, fathering a grudge-
ever so willing, without a nudge-
to convict-condemn to be murdered-
as lambs and sheep to follow-
overloaded with grief- my grief leaves me hollow-
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