the 'decree' of life, which i cannot breach,
tell me how to keep myself away from your reach.
You cannot save me from my own confessions,
all this sadness is making me Despair's possession
I know eventually I'll mess up and leave
because I'm bound to misery, and sorrow is what I heave
all the things I have learnt, and can't teach,
I'll pass them to you, and believe you'd preach
but don't let my words put you in a trance
don't forget I have a mask, 'cause all they need is just a chance
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 6:34 PM UTC
the 'decree' of life, which i cannot breach,
tell me how to keep myself away from your reach.
You cannot save me from my own confessions,
all this sadness is making me Despair's possession
I know eventually I'll mess up and leave
because I'm bound to misery, and sorrow is what I heave
all the things I have learnt, and can't teach,
I'll pass them to you, and believe you'd preach
but don't let my words put you in a trance
don't forget I have a mask, 'cause all they need is just a chance
on a whim
the pain does not leave
broken hearts cannot cease
the tears cannot disappear
and deceitful smiles are all i can hear
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