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The Need to be Free
I'm trying to fly in the darkest parts of my mind only to find the pain that holds me back is mine . . . so as i look into the sky and let flow the tears from my eyes, little parts of me start to die. Tell me why i have to go through this pain when im half past going insane. Get outta my face, get off my case, back the hell up and leave me in my place. Stop this ride to hell and let me be free i can't be the person you want me to be cause that will never be me. You try to change me twisting me up in your little game. Well i've had enough i want to fly like the birds in the sky, i hate that you would push me around and put me down let me be free let me spread my wings let me see the light, im getting sick of the night.im so tired of putting up a fight. Those where my last words to you before i took my life.
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