miércoles, 19 de febrero de 2014

... the bitch grips my feet...


HOW LONG WILL I LIE TO MYSELF ABOUT THE PRIVILEGE OF MY LIFE


My life is a circle
No beginning and no end
It's always repeating

...
My jail is my skin
...
Once I am trying
To follow the light then
The bitch grips my feet
Pulls me down, underneath

How far will I go to and search my respect and my pride
How long will I lie to myself about the privilege of my life
How deep will I have to fall before I find the will again
It's always repeating
The earth turns around and around
'Till I die

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