someone I didn´t like with glaring eyes

focussing on my former self-poised to criticise

all actions being done , trying to deride

everything I didn´t do myself just wasn´t right



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If I were you I´d throw my self in front of a driving train

I´d take a knife sharpen the blades and use it violently on my vein

I´d climb and jump off the highest and the rockiest of hills

I´d go to the pharmacy and gorge myself on sleeping-pills



I walked with my nose held high-with a swollen breast

the cock of the walk thinking I was best

but simply couldn´t cope with the power that others had

all that they´d achieved made me feel so bad



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maybe my image of you is incomplete

maybe my perspective is zooming the wrong side

it might be the case that my thoughts are obsolete

but it could just aswell be the case that I am right



and I tried to write a song but I had lost all my skill

and all my creativity was perticular ill

couldn´t feel music any more had no melodies in my mind

and as I tried to concentrate it all went awry



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the nightmare found its end , I woke up soaked in sweat

with my sheets torn apart lying beside my bed

and I kissed the day hello and I was so happy to see

my face as it had been-I thanked god that I was me



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