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what else could this be

my blind eyes refuse to see

open and close, or so i wish

no more can i have of this

a sacred, and abused ritual

all my problems are habitual

i'm not a sinner, i'm not saint

i do the things, that makes your heart faint

i'm a real life human being, from a generation

that suffered from the mistakes, the saturation

sex on tv, violence in the classroom

yet inside of me, inside of this tomb

theres the salvation, the future escalation

the feelings that save us for a lifetime

in the bedroom, in my room, sometime before noon

come home and i open the door

all my emotion swept under the floor

i'm so blank at times, i wonder if i think

what am i inside of this average guy

i'm not so special without my personality

in my fantasy world, my own reality

i'm the god, everything goes my way

but thats not to say, i won't save your day

i'm not an idol, even though i wish i could be

but i'll be your savior one day just wait and see

i'm not the best thing, i'm not the worst yet

stick with me, and if you can just don't bet

your life that this'll take us to the end

because i can't tell you if i ever bend

will i push you away, will i ruin it all one day

can you say that i've seen you remember me

i'm that angel in your eyes can't you see

i've got it all in my pocket, and holding up my sign

the nights grow longer, hours of darkness

close your eyes, and you'll sleep tonight

rest your head little girl, don't you cry

everythings just going to be alright

nothing in this world will make you scared

i'll be your everything and than we'll share

just fall asleep with me and please don't care

where we are tomorrow, the next day or the day after that

as long as i'm with you, nothing can be bad