Friday, April 07, 2006

Stop the Earth

Oh how I wish I could bleed
Bleed like a real human
The problem is
I lack fear
I lack hate
I lack all those things that keep you up at night
I'd rather be loved by all
Then hated by one
Some think I'm crazy
Others say I'm cool
But the one who drowns in sorrow
Is the real fool
Oh how I wish I could bleed
Just like a real human
The problem is
I'm not allowed to

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