Anxiety prophets
Trembling rain winds of fame
this game is just another regret
standing here on cold I so my fear
crushed my anxiety prophets and reality
cruel my intentions this is and never is
never to see and to never see eye to eye
cry for cry die in my arms
all the lies and all good buys
enter the fall, crawl into my pain
never the gain I am insane.
if this is who I am in my brain
than I will stay and I will pray.
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