UNO
A dieing dog sings inside this trap that is my brain,An image of your face can surly make me go completely insane,
Now I think I know just why I get so high,
Rocky roads and heavy loads, how else do I get by,
Then slowly thoughts start melting away,
Now no one home,me so alone, today I'll have to pay,
Erasing all my sense to see, gonna hide down in this bottle,
till my heart can climb that tree,
All the corruption in this town,
This suffering has got me down,
So I keep moving on,
for that's the way the world go round,
But what if love became the sky,
Worlds push and shove would finally die,
With endless empathy and education,
And no one left here to ask why...
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