book 1 - may 1999
Wanna clean my head
To clense my mind
Drain my heart
Would good I find?
Wanna change my view
Start anew
But all I can think of is you...
(all remains is)
Fireless ash
A future masked
Give my torture some excuse
Help me with my self abuse
Turn my fear to wall of hate
Don't let all the pain escape
I found what I searched for
But it wasn't what I needed
I got what I asked for
But it wasn't what I wanted
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