chains
maybe I survive
maybe they just let me bleed
or let me crawl
to their feet
there are these chains
from which you can't escape
there's always
the taste of sour grapes
imagine the evil laugh
from those who pull the cords
it's the taste of poison
behind these wall of words
25 mrt 2013
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