Drowning in deception
In a helpless body
Fit only for the trash
Sweet honeyed words
Like sirens
Where are the rocks?
I know there are rocks
And tiny stones
Each with its own murderous intention
I speak reality
From prison
An inner craziness
Takes over my soul
Tied in bonds
Of helplessness
How could one be so sick
How could one be so wicked?
Even words mean nothing
Let the world see my heart
Only believe
Only believe
All things are possible
Only believe
Believe me
Yes, all things are possible
Beyond the imagination
Only believe

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