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Sleepy
Youth is put to rest because of blame
And youth is forced to live up to trashy fame
We all walk this worn road, heads bowed
Accepted, though we should be screaming for our souls
Deccepted, we should be broke and beyond fix
Cry. We all wet our cheeks with rain
Rain. It never seems to cease its journey down
Walking. Forever into a murky and moving abyss
Blame. Point the finger at our problems
Problems. Are just an exuse to hold our head up high
When youth foiled a ladder out of the sky
we turned and heard god say
please little souls wait one more day
But one more day is the start of sin
And how can he taste such dirty morsels?
Creeping. We do here in the only shadows.
Shadows. Move upon and though our world each day
Days. Pass with each rise and fall.
Falling. Into a sleepy fight to stay alive.
Asleep. Dreaming I try to stay right here.
Let me seek comfort in such a place.
Sleepy. I drift away
