shut my mouth and strike the demons
cursed you and your reasons
out of hand and out of season
out of love and out of feeling
so bad
but when I can, I will
words defy the plans
but when I can, I will
fool enough to almost be it
and cool enough to not quite see it
and old enough to always feel it
always old, I'll always feel this
no more promise, no more sorrow
no longer will I follow
can anybody hear me
I just want to be me !!!
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