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Fiend
I met myself on the way to the barA lower class fiendI asked myself whyDo I treat myselfLike less than I really amWhy do I let othersTreat me the way they doThe fiend just shrugged his shouldersAnd walked awayThat was my answerNothingThere is no reason to beAnything less than what I amI could sit around everydayFeeling sorry for myselfOr I could make a changeIf I make an effortMaybe I could advanceIf I looked for my own potentialMaybe I'd have a chanceBut if I allow myselfTo remain the fiendI will never know my potentialI will never know what could have beenI will never know me
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All You Have Left
I may not be the one you are looking forBut how much does it really matterWe spend our whole livesSearching and searchingAnd in the endWe find nothingExcept the factThat we ignoredEverything that found usOpen your eyesAnd live your lifeBefore it is too lateAnd all you have left is regrets
Coma Life
I'm so sick of sleepwalkingThru this lifeMy eyes are glazed overAnd I can't see pastThe shallowStumbling around in this fogLike I tookOne to many pillsI know the answersI know the answersBut I pull awayWhy do I pull awayI'm living in aComa lifeAnd this is no life at allLiving with no guidanceAnd no pointI keep wonderingWhat if I stumbleNot realizingI'm already on the groundI once was foundBut now I am lostWhat a wretch I am
Empty Souls
I amThe heart sick whoreAshamed of whatI've given upI've rapedMy own innocenceSold myselfTo add to the sicknessCalling it pleasure all alongHow sick we areTo confuseMisery with pleasureSuffer with a smileEmpty soulsCan not be filled with sex
Hungry/Starving
HungryI prayI never get my fill of YouI hope I never feelI've learned enough orThat I've gotten too closeTo YouI could be my own personBut I would much rather be YoursMake me wholeMake me YoursI know that I am Your childAnd I will never beDamnedHungry I prayI never get my fill of You
Whole Again
Lord hear my cryYou are the only one who can help me nowI've waited too longI should have turned to You firstInstead I trusted in manAnd as usualI was let downMy life fell apart in their handsAnd now I come to YouA broken manOnly You can reassembleThis ten thousand piece puzzleEven though the piecesNo longer fitEven thoughThe image is fadedYou can still make out the potentialYou can still work wondersWith what is leftMake me whole once again
Motivation
I focus onWhat I focus onAnd I can't resolve the problemEverydayThe same damn thingIt's like I'm dying of repititionStop this repertoireAnd bring me to lifeBecause this staticIs building in my headI can't hear myself thinkLet alone Your voiceDoubt is my new addictionCan't live on thru this afflictionMedicine won't cureThis infectionSatan startedThis seductionAnd I'm losing allMy motivationTo breathe