Huddled wreck
I guess I tried
To gather my ways
But I'm stuck where he left me for dead
My rest is stunned
Did I reflect the sun
Did I shine strong
Huddled wreck
I guess I tried
To bark along
Idle time
Got to be goal
Voices seek vengeance
May the truth be, all in
They have needs for me
The ashes of my shame
Shall be blown
But when I say I won't throw
My truth just fades away
The skinned grip, moaning facts
The silence lead astray
Muzzled wrath
This is no submission (This is a word that bends)
I'm lost in a cage where I'm trapped (This is a word)
This is my transition (This is a word that bends)
A molt I need to lose, to fuse, to react (This is a word)
Complaint, complaint, complaint you await (This is a word that bends)
Puking doesn't make it right (This is a word that bends)
Cave in doesn't make it less a fact
Sorrow
My sorrow
My sore raw
My raw
Open sore
Let me find my core
Deep down
It's burning coping from it's stray
My ashes are all mine
When I open my mouth, that's my telling
I get to decide I already paid
I open my past that's my will
I get to decide I already laid
My wounds, my wounds, my healing
They have needs for me
The ashes of my shame
Shall be blown
But when I say I won't throw
My truth just fades away
I froze and you just stirred away
I fell apart, and you just stanced away
Letting me, lying sack
Assuming my crying was all a lie
All a lie
All a lie
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