

SecretlyDon’t let it show How I feel Let people think I’m made of steel Don’t let it show Put on a brave face Let people think I’m winning the race But no-one knows Tears melt on my skin Because I don’t let people in I’m secretly deprivedSecretly
And I know I can never win


MadnessWasting into the darkness Fading into the night Further towards madness Further from the lightMadness
Escaping into the underworld Getting away from this place Because there's too much going on And I can’t win this race
Running away to nowhere Turning away from here Going somewhere, anywhere So I can escape my fear
Looking for the answer Been searching everywhere Looking for the answer But right now I don’t care.


If I . . .If I don’t believe It won’t come true But I everything I see Reminds me of you If I try I might forget But ill always remember when we met If I close my eyes You disappear But ill end up wanting you back here If I let you give up Then for you it ends thereIf I . . .
But it’s only the start of my night mare If I could, I’d walk away But there’d still be something I’d need to say And now I know that it’s too late But ill still whisper It was your choice, not your fate Then i'm sure I hear you answer It was for love, not hate.


SolitarySolitary, all alone Thinking, on her own How can it be? She can’t understand She can’t seeSolitary
She loved, he died She lost her soul He lost his mind
He lost his life And she doesn’t know how Because nothing matters
Not now
Solitary, All alone Sitting quiet, on her own And she remembers It all ran away so fast And she remembers Nothing is her future But everything was her past
Solitary, she’s on her own Solitary, she’s all alone Solitary, don’t endeavour Solitary Because nothing good  
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Judge me now
Used to be afraid to let it show
Bow down
A king in my own mind
Every thing's in place
So much brighter from today
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With midnight always in one's heart,
And twilight in one's cell,
We turn the crank, or tear the rope,
Each in his separate Hell,
And the silence is more awful far
Than the sound of a brazen bell.
-Oscar Wilde
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its ok
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Judge me now
Used to be afraid to let it show
Bow down
A king in my own mind
Every thing's in place
So much brighter from today
"may god be your guidance"even if you do not believe in him
flying monkeys arent brown they are orange....cause love is orange and i love de flying monkeys!!!!
ps this is a pre warning i.....am....c r a z y!!!! if you had not already noticed
its ok
um yeah, orange is cool. . .
its ok i already know . . crazy people are more fun anyways!
i'm
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