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A song wrote down like a poem.


Submitted:Jan 20, 2013    Reads: 12    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


Mixing and twirling the misty visions

Seems like a bunch of lost missions

The devil wills a soul to do its bidding

A soul begging the devil to be kidding

Round and round we go

Round the pit of woe

Our games hit a new low

Spear me pain and sorrow

They come toe in toe

With this whole show

Sour me, devour me

Leave me, deceive me

Break me, make me

Just don't wake me

Down and down we go

Down the pit of woe

Our games hit a new low

Spear me pain and sorrow

They come toe in toe

With this whole show

Mixing and twirling the misty visions

Seems like a bunch of lost missions

devil wills my soul to do its bidding

My soul begging the devil to be kidding

Down and down I go

Down the pit of woe

My games hit a new low

Spear me pain and sorrow

They come toe in toe

With your whole show

Sour me, devour me

Leave me, deceive me

Break me, make me

Just don't wake me

WAKE ME from this dream

As the world must be better

Than this nightmarish scheme

Send God a complaint letter

Write down my constant scream





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