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[Produced by RMS]

[Verse 1]
Doing it better, Typing the letter
On the keys of the piano
Holding on by a tether
Fever pitch, shrieking in soprano
Improvising imminent demise
Cold eyes
Told lies
Bold cries
Reaching a point where the soul dies
Oh my
Searching for the beacon
In the sea of my demons, I am screaming
Seasoned legions seizing my freezing Eden that’s been beaten
Freedom grieving, believing the feeling of seeing the end
Wake up in a cold sweat, I’ve been dreaming
I bend
4:07 on the clock, darkness engulfing the rest of the block
Cul de sac
But my life is even more of a dead end
So much that I lack
An enemy that transcends
No matter how much I defend
Unable to act
Can no longer pretend
„This is not the end
This is not the end
At least I have a friend”
I amend those statements with the blatant facts of reality
My life has been filled the singular, never the duality
Good versus Evil
Only the latter tatters my brain with brutality
And other things similar
I always remain a listener
To the battle of my subconscious
Yet waking up is even more void of promise
Keep it real honest

[Verse 2]
My bare feet scrape the cold hard wood floor
Chills shoot through my tendons and my spinal cord
Breath heavy, drag myself to the window
Spot a ’96 Chevy, decal of an eagle, wings spread as far as it can go
Shoulder blades shifting, stretching
Feathered wings rifting, catching
Feeling of lifting
Giving, a lean outside the window
Temp high but the wind low
Fully aware that a leap of two dozen stories will not take me to limbo
„I am ready
Ready to fly
I’m different”, said everyone else that took a leap of faith and died
Inside, of my pocket, did reside an mp3, play button nudged against the window sill and that just said to me:
'I love myself’

[Outro]
I love myself

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