sometimes i feel like flying over all the roofs
of a big city called mainstreamtown
locking down the head lifted proudly, unfightable
but then there are points i crash down with suddenly force
smashed on the ground again
beaten from myself
knowin my only true enemy:
myself.my faith. my own pride. my own intolleranz. my own self-esteem
fighting on a huge battlefield against this monster whithin
seeing all the other around me despising
the thought of unique
which tries to express itsself
to show everyone who to be
everybody who disrespects such a flight
is just a fucked up guy
fallen alove with hisself
because its easier to follow the crowd
so easy...to easy
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Publicado en e-Stories.org el 07.10.2006.
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