Lonely Passerby

I open my eyes and realized

that I've only been idealized

I was never wrong

but tied at god with tongs

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My soul, my body, belong to the wind

In this twenty-first century is no longer time

There is no higher being, do not yap stories

there's no miracles, there's no glory

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the only thing I really know

I can not believe something I do not see

so I will cut off my tongue now

and be silent for the rest of eternity.

I shall endeavor to follow the crows

to carry me somewhere free

where I can sew my tongue again

and can scream, i don’t believe

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as I have been taught to shut up and listen ...

just try to keep quiet and do my job

I thought this was just a season

season of silence and cold

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so I continue my way

now I'm just a lonely passerby

that has been taught by they

how many times I cried

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the only thing I really know

I can not believe something I do not see

so I will cut off my tongue now

and be silent for the rest of eternity.

I shall endeavor to follow the crows

to carry me somewhere free

where I can sew my tongue again

and can scream, i don’t believe

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