Don't think it's a waltz in the breeze
One thing about all
Without ease
There is a moment of halt to achieve
Understood
Someday I'll make it a point to believe
That it's good to be me
I would say I'm done
And near the end I'll be
Some will know I'm gone
But they won't see the corpse
Whose me, but a thought?
And it's weak
Truth sees just a fault
And it's bleak
Tearing the angels apart by the greed of the want
Glaring at faith wills a start but it feeds on the jaunt
I would say I'm done
And near the end I'll be
Some will know I'm gone
But they wont see the corpse
Been so low
It takes a heap of lies to slow me down
Tagged on the tow
But it still sounds cheap to cry alone
So now
Settle my things
With the ones
I must leave
Settle my things
With the ones
Who wont grieve
Settle my things
With the ones
I did love
Settle my things
With the ones
Who had enough
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