Full of grief I scream at the wind, thought I heard the words of others Imprison myself, and stay in shell. I won't let you in to have a story to tell Things tend to drag me down, don't understand so they hate me now
My fear grips the will of stone My grip fears I'll die alone
I promised myself somewhere in teenage life I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like live in a hole, but stay close to my kind, cause they understand what burns in my mind I still feel incomplete, friends are few and far between
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