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yes I miss walking the razor's edge between the good and bad but you can't be a father and a outlaw to
Folder:
X - Files I walk between the cold stones
with old epitaphs with buried sorrows
I lie down in green knowing someday this will be me
my heart has always been on my sleeve
for you to do with it as you please
as I fight for another lost cause
faceless among others I force my way out of the crowd.
but you tell me that it's just a matter of jealous opinions
but you don't understand what I've seen
I've been here before
I can't and don't see what you see
our conversations are transformed into argumentative over self- reasoning
which at some point I stopped listening to you, while studying your moving lips of meaningless words
somehow you believe that you're moving closer to me
but in hindsight, I'm just a dusty trail in the chaotic world and i've ridden it before
your prospective of me is both innocent and fascinating for you loved Me when I was a outlaw but have grown bored with Me now that I've settled down
yes I miss walking the razor's edge between the good and bad
but you can't be a father and a outlaw to
` D Donner ~
