A new dream rudely wakes me and begs me to hold on. Let go. I’m alive.

Here it is, it’s my final call
I’m up against some kind of wall
To come to terms with the fact that I’m just an animal
You’ve captured me and confronted me
Put me out of my misery,
Tortured me til’ I gladly agree on anything at all.

My heart oh my heart oh my heart is bursting at the seams,
from all of the beauty discarded in search for love supreme.
And night after night realizing it’s cursed
to live by my recurring dream.

A new dream rudely wakes me and begs me to hold on. Let go.
I’m alive.

Here I am, your own prison guard.
The road ahead will be just as hard.
And I am aware that you’ve already run a marathon.
I bullied you and belittled you.
And out of love I have hitherto
held you under my thumb to discern whose side you’re really on.

My heart oh my heart oh my heart is bursting at the seams,
from all of the beauty discarded in search for love supreme.
And night after night realizing it’s cursed
to live by my recurring dream.

A new dream rudely wakes me and begs me to hold on. Let go.
I’m alive.

Broken and burglarized. But you keep beating as long as you can.
Drunk and de-virginized. You still have faith in a master plan.
Trembling and traumatized. But you keep running as fast as you can.
Vulgar and victimized. But you believe in a promised land.

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