Questions are bound to make you uncomfortable, they aren't your Lullaby after all!
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But, if you don't believe in magic, how will you have faith in hope?
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Everything's fine, dude
It's just that the little
Slimy heart,
Won't let you be okay
With concept of
Being
And
Being okay.
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When logic has given up, it's always magic that winks and prevails.
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Just like broken crayons continue colouring, broken hearts continue bleeding love!
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The rebel.
The revolution.
The war.
All lies right in the center of the throat.
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But, if you don't believe in magic, how will you have faith in hope?
---------
Everything's fine, dude
It's just that the little
Slimy heart,
Won't let you be okay
With concept of
Being
And
Being okay.
-----------
When logic has given up, it's always magic that winks and prevails.
--------
Just like broken crayons continue colouring, broken hearts continue bleeding love!
----------
The rebel.
The revolution.
The war.
All lies right in the center of the throat.
Usually, choked!
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Light doesn't shine, it just glows;
Just like the breeze which heals the soul.
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The moon doesn't heal anymore,
The cracks of the soul now feel like scars. Numb, ugly and helpless.
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You capture only what you cannot keep. No wonder it's always said "smile please".
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You need to embrace the expression of those who express the parts of you.
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Light doesn't shine, it just glows;
Just like the breeze which heals the soul.
--------
The moon doesn't heal anymore,
The cracks of the soul now feel like scars. Numb, ugly and helpless.
---------
You capture only what you cannot keep. No wonder it's always said "smile please".
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You need to embrace the expression of those who express the parts of you.
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