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Selling my time for shit
Not quite believing it
Scraping the barrel till
At last I lose the will to live

Pain isn’t relative
Got no more me to give
Whaling for nothing and
The time I have left is lost


When I make this sound
With my sinews unwound
I find its meaning
My voice is now found

I will make sound
I will make poetry
I will be loud
And you
Won’t listen to me


Fragile mind turns to rage
Locked in this rusting cage
Swinging at mirrors
To break only you
You break

Fragile mind turns to rage
Locked in this rusting cage
Swinging at mirrors
To break only you
You break

When I make this sound
With my sinews unwound
I find its meaning
My voice is now found

I will make sound
I will make poetry
I will be loud
And you
Won’t listen to me


Throw me a rope
Fragility gropes
At all that slides away
Falling through fingers
And dusting the ground
All I can do
Is make a new sound

When I make this sound
With my sinews unwound
I find its meaning
My voice is now found

I will make sound
I will make poetry
I will be loud
And you
Won’t listen to me

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