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Title: Paths Changed
Artist: JBird
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veins drained the fluid vanished take chances watch the circle fill up inside
the box evil hatered filled the empty veins causing death and hate to the whole
world untooken unwise unfaithful misunderstanding the signs of the hatered see
the sun become falling from up above us the state of mind terrorfied by the
children in the night where is the answers follow the path of the righteousness
where can we find the blood nailed down is the third path of the insane feeling
of entrapment why cant you understand these words why does the path change when
you can be cruel to your own enslavement why are we always mad inside our own
ends of reality why do we misbelieve the signs find the path of truth why do
you throw blood on my face the passion unseen we are inside this place falling
developing non existening moments we let it all drift inside our minds we fall
from the inside outside out we keep falling as we look away from the truth that
we can find have we developed our own torment by the blinding of innocense can
we find away to find the memories to set us free from this insane moment of the
reality that intraps us into this world we see through our eyes these paths we
follow can we just throw them all away find away out of this pain without
giving up on our own freedom take apon the chances of death and lead the way in
our own ways is there a map to exit this pain before we take the chances or can
we just find away to understand the problem and figure a solution to exit it or
are we left to die in our own lies look inside my mind feel the problem as it
infests deeper and deeper im just a trapped cant find away just feeling the
torment taking shots at me leading life with inner fears nothing exits my life