Killing My Words
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I'm trapped in this cage while others hold me down
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Direct my pen as their fist comes down
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They meddle and interfere in my affair
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With the written word and God how could you dare,
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But you did so.
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Killing my words
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I misunderstood the word free
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Killing my words
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Does it even apply to me?
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If the mixing of my words makes you scared
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They're just that, words, you could not bear
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If it's that horrible, hide it and now one will know
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It is the coward's way that lets this terror go
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And it goes on.
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Killing my words
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I misunderstood the word free
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Killing my words
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Does it even apply to me?
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And I am one
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As they are many
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And they cut me down
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As I bleed
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From my mind
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You will hear no sound
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I refuse
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And they insist
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And we battle on
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In the end
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Who will stand
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I believe I will carry on
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When I put my pen to the sheet
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I describe the things that you cannot see
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You have audacity that is beyond compare
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Are you restricting my thoughts
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And this I cannot bear
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And it ends now!
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Killing my words
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I misunderstood the word free
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Killing my words
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Does it even apply to me?
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Killing My Words
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| Vio-Lence |
