Fallen

No one sees the world like I do.

They just really need to,

Stop saying things. I’m staying true,

To who I am.

My crew grew through the hard times.

They told me to fly to reach the sky,

And damn I flew.

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They cannot even see me,

I’m so far gone now.

Gone, gone, down in the ground.

I went wrong, life got the best of me.

But like a bee, I need to flee,

From the situation I got myself into.

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I see where my path has started to turn,

And now I plea to whoever will listen,

For help because if I do not get free,

Then I will die my friend,

That will be my bitter end.

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My demons are beastly, are gutsy,

And to a degree they are starting to defeat me.

If I do not get free, then I will die my friend,

That would be my bitter end.

We are the fallen, we have fallen.

If we do not get free, then we will die my friend,

That will be our bitter end.

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We were told to reach the sky,

So that we will fly,

But they were wrong.

We fell so hard the ground shook.

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I need to mend my head,

So that I can blend in.

I tend to spend my time fighting,

Not realizing,

That they have me pinned against the wall.

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I do not mean to offend,

But we cannot pretend any longer,

That this is not a problem.

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I recommend that we could not condescend,

Those who overextend themselves,

Into their impend-ing overhaustion,

Their only intend-tion was to save the fallen such as themselves.

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We are the fallen, we have fallen.

If we do not get free, then we will die my friend.

That will be out bitter end.

We were told to reach towards the sky,

That we would, fly if we just tried hard enough.

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We do not need to die

To get the result that we wish.

We are the fallen, we have fallen.

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We cannot even begin to comprehend

How close some are to losing their lives

Because no one could send a friend,

Or spend some time

So that they would not ascend into the deep black pit that exists within their soul.

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These misfits will grit their teeth and hit and slit their wrists,

Before they will ever admit that they need help.

They can make it or break it,

This problem that they have within themselves.

If they don’t commit, lickety split, this hypocrite.

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Isn’t it funny how someone will submit,

Before they quit,

If only it will fit their objectives,

With the little bit of wit they have left.

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They told us to fly to reach the sky,

And damn we flew.

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Our eyes are dry as we cry.

We try to be the good guy,

But nearby we see,

The demons lurking in the shadows.

These sly demons are an outcry,

That will only pass by for now.

They will come back,

Causing a supply of rope neckties,

As people stand by, blind,

As the suffers are tongue tied.

Our only ally is the bad guy

That will untie and imply the thoughts that we were already thinking.

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Multiply,

Falsify,

Horrify,

Glorify,

Clarify and classify.

Mummify the battle cry.

Qualify and purify these tained minds.

Simply and verify,

Testify in public eye that we are not

Underlying and undermining the whole human race out of existence.

The butterfly is giving the evil eye,

It is not satisfied.

We need to amplify the lullaby to put it to sleep,

As we fortify our walls so no one will get in

And see the darkness inside.

Crucify the sacrifice,

As we begin to occupy our own minds.

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We are the fallen, we have fallen.

If we do not get free, then we will die my friend,

That will be our bitter end.

We were told to reach the sky,

So that we will fly,

But they were wrong.

We fell so hard the ground shook.

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We fall again and again.

We all in a ball

As we call for help now.

We feel so small.

Pulled like a ragdoll,

But above all,

This alcohol numbs us,

So we do not feel the withdraw

Of the demons in the dark.

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They have left their mark

As we descend into nightfall.

As I recall,

The downfall,

The closecall,

Breathing in the lysol,

Methanol,

Aerosol, a curveball,

Thrown in our way because of a foul call.

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We are the fallen, we have fallen.

If we do not get free, then we will die my friend,

That will be our bitter end.

We were told to reach towards the sky,

That we would fly if we would just try hard enough.

We do not need to die to get the result that we wish.

We are the fallen, we have fallen.