We May Well Be The Ones
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we've let ourselves downA Poem by We May Well Be The Oneswhy do we say that we are freewe have racism, wars, border policeour lust has blinded us from peacewhat kind of people are wehow can we say our future.. |
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September 1987A Poem by We May Well Be The OnesI've noticed trouble when I sleepclearly there's something haunting meif I could fall but not too deepI'd come out with truth and sanityI think of the.. |
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holding out vs. holding onA Poem by We May Well Be The Onescall my name out loudagainevery single tongueis my friendhow else could I breathehow could I seehow could I feedif not for bloodput me downanother sta.. |
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the pattern linesA Poem by We May Well Be The OnesI've seenLAThat's whereMy eyes will stayI've seenFailureOh I've known it too longBut it is only a word.I've beenEmptyMy heart is coldYet I still bleed.. |
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you\'re not yet a memoryA Poem by We May Well Be The Onesa ghost came to me I tried, but I could not scream so I stood impatiently waiting there were cracks inside her voice she screamed a tearful nois.. |
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this reunion\'s going nowhereA Poem by We May Well Be The Oneswho left the light on? cause now I see your ghost the lashings from your tongue the pain from your throat who left my bed warm? I'm used to the.. |
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when oceans sinkA Poem by We May Well Be The Onesoh I sat alone asleep at home I heard you voice a sound I woke up to see you leaving me I asked, is there something wrong? let me know .. |
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not \'til now knownA Poem by We May Well Be The Onesnow that you're gone I know exactly why you'd go it's not you, it's me it's not you, it's me I've never taken blame trying to clear my nam.. |
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the truth and nothing butA Poem by We May Well Be The OnesI stared straight into a mirror only to see that I haven't changed my fingers, they are dirty from all the drugs I've yet to erase my body is tire.. |
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audietteA Poem by We May Well Be The Oneshey I'm shaking the lust for cancer I know with confidence comes true laughter I hope my destitute faults die faster who knows if my flesh wil.. |