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You are my conscience Whispering the rules of life But you poisen my head No I wont listen Anymore You say you know whats best But clearly you still have tribulations Tiny daggers peircing my esophagus Keeping me from telling the truth Not anymore Will I let you cover my mouth Bound and gag my own words I will let them drip out The way they were meant to Anymore And I might stop breathing Instead I hold onto dear thoughts They keep me living Through your pain Your selfishness inflicting lies Not Anymore Will I let you control My allies are mine My whimpers were hushed by The screaming of your lies No not anymore
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May 2, 2013
May 2, 2013 at 4:24 PM UTC
Anymore
You are my conscience Whispering the rules of life But you poisen my head No I wont listen Anymore You say you know whats best But clearly you still have tribulations Tiny daggers peircing my esophagus Keeping me from telling the truth Not anymore Will I let you cover my mouth Bound and gag my own words I will let them drip out The way they were meant to Anymore And I might stop breathing Instead I hold onto dear thoughts They keep me living Through your pain Your selfishness inflicting lies Not Anymore Will I let you control My allies are mine My whimpers were hushed by The screaming of your lies No not anymore
It is a song, little heavy rock.
ellyn-k-thaiden
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May 2, 2013
May 2, 2013 at 4:24 PM UTC
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