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My Mocking Bird 2011
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Highway Phantom Adventures In silence there is always laughter
Within the laughter is mockery
Which I don't understand the jealous
On my Highway I flex my aching muscles
In a sigh, as I fall I learn to let go
In the stage of letting go
Giving up that control
Is one of the hardest things I done
To learn to love without intoxicators
I feel intoxicated as the laughter grows
This mockery from the beast
I don't understand
And I could care less as I slip
More back into the boots of who I was
