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I don't know where I am
I don't know where I'm going
I don't know what I'm doing here
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I am empty VOID of sound
My heart is Silent, as I drown
In this mindless, spinning race
I start to try to find my space


I don't know where I am
I don't know where I'm going
I don't know what I'm doing here
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My world is full of energy, yes
It's the silent pulse I can't see
But will I ever see the light
Will I start to wake up as I fight?


I don't know where I am
I don't know where I'm going
I don't know what I'm doing here
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I don't know where I am
I don't know where I'm going
I don't know what I'm doing here
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Who, What, When, Where? I don't know...

Beautiful Moment

A Sigh, then stretch. To curl Again
I could watch you sleep for Hours.

I don't want to be. Another bad memory.
I don't want to be. What you don't want to see.
When you look out your window
Or Sit at your Table. Breathe deep in your bedroom
To sleep Alone. You're all Alone
With all your shadows


A Sigh, then stretch. To curl Again
I could watch you sleep for Hours.

All I wanted, was to be in your arms.
All my heart needed was to never bleed again
To be Loved by You, Until this is through
Then reach and Meet. To have and hold
Hold a friend. My Friend Again.


A Sigh, then stretch. To curl Again
I could watch you sleep for Hours.

If we could stay. This Way.
In your most, Your Most Beautiful Moment

Scared of nothin at all

I'm just so scared 
Scared to death
Even of my success
Wish I could take 
All the turbulence inside
Turn it into fuel for the fire
The holy fire of artistic devotion
Please burn away the pain 
It's keeping me enslaved
I hate this feeling of helplessness
I'd rather feel nothing at all
Sometimes
I'd rather feel nothing at all
Sometimes
I'd rather feel nothing at all

I Met A Man - Song of Social Justice

I met a man, he held his hat in his hands
And a look in his eye, I knew would never die
Painstaking raking of our fallen leaves
We're all cast away, no longer fruit of the one tree


Brilliant apple plucked from the tree.
Battered and bruised as its twisted and used
Creation defeated it rots in the sun
Self destruction rampantly runs

Chorus-
We must pray for those who have lost their way
They may never again see the light of day

We must pray for we have lost our way
We may never again see the light of day



Travesties always prevail in the land
Of true greed and the home of new slaves
Blatant hypocrisy won't weather the storm
Social anxiety burns worse than lightening


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