Thursday, October 25, 2012

Cliffs

Every day seems to falter
My will, my innocence
Caught inside wondering
Can I run or am I broken
That fleeting hero
Forgotten, lost, or dead.

Here's to you, you sorry freak
Here's to your submission
To life, to life, stop tryin
Stop trying to change your world

I'm not your hero keep moving
Keep walking off the edge

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