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Tell me What is the role of your soul? Will you be bold when you're old? Or will you die quite alone With a heart full of gold Much like a buried treasure Never to be found Do you skirt around the sound Or get down with the crowd? What is The end that you desire? Do you define life by it? Or is the angel a liar? Are you scared or prepared? A parade or a pyre? It doesn't matter much Just a flame to the fire A match for the ashes Tears for a tale Tell me only what you wish love I speak only braille Misunderstood quite often The object is not talking It's a story for a siren Only the deaf are left walking
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 4:00 PM UTC
Tell Me
Tell me What is the role of your soul? Will you be bold when you're old? Or will you die quite alone With a heart full of gold Much like a buried treasure Never to be found Do you skirt around the sound Or get down with the crowd? What is The end that you desire? Do you define life by it? Or is the angel a liar? Are you scared or prepared? A parade or a pyre? It doesn't matter much Just a flame to the fire A match for the ashes Tears for a tale Tell me only what you wish love I speak only braille Misunderstood quite often The object is not talking It's a story for a siren Only the deaf are left walking
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 4:00 PM UTC
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