something like a drifting
sand-ridden desert
i think i'm sinking in the sand
just like a little boy
playing with a shotgun
bang!
i'm playing with
more than i can handle
i'm a boy acting like a man
nobody ever told me this was
a weapon in my hands
so i walk, walk away
i finally saw a mirror
finally saw the way
i can feel my arms appear
i had a dream
and she was there
so the hopes below
that happen to speed on
alone
are one with a net
of words and tears
i'm gonna do it
i'm gonna drop to my knees
i'm gonna come clean
and slip the blade
into my ears
i'm gonna clean away my aggrivation
i'm gonna become her dream
the one i know she needs
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