Conflicted Soul

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This is a lyrics that I haven't given a tune yet.

Submitted: June 13, 2016

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Three more steps

Trembling hands

Pursed lips

I begin to doubt

 

Do I really want this?

Do I really want to tie my life,

on this string of rope

 

Then she whispers

Of course you piece of s**t!

There could be no better freedom

Befitting a useless trash like you

 

So G-d help me

Help me in this war

In this war I cannot win

For how can you win against-

 

Two more steps.

How much tempting can death be?

How much sweeter can a noose be?

How much stronger can I ever crave for something?

 

So G-d help me,

Help me in this war

In this war I cannot win

For how can you win against-

 

One more step.

One.Last.Step.

How much closer can freedom be?

How much reachable can death be?

How much calmer can I ever be?

 

So G-d help me.

Help me in this war

In this war I cannot win.

For how can I win against... myself


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