loving' and living' it
being' and breathing' it
i've followed the fakers long enough
i'll keep my own my fire
forget this sh!t
open up
and let go
we must flow
in the wind
you will break
if you don't learn to bend
as a friend
you should know
that you don't have to mend
and make whole
there are yet, button holes
that need be
such a tear helps it bind
it won't fray
or unwind
look at weakness
it's all
in your mind
so, unlock
open up
let me off
for the clowns of the cloth
i breath fire
and scream
an inferno upon
all of those with nose turned
sniff it in
take a whiff
feel the heat in your chest
watch you flail in distress
watch you burn
as i stand
with the wretched you've spurned
oh chagrin
for in truth
no one wins
oh, a button hole's not
anything without cloth
of somekind
it's so easy to steer
from behind
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