by Corey Gonzales

Created on: June 28, 2009   Last Updated: December 10, 2009

Strung Out

If you want,

to show me,

the things in life,

that are free.

If you know,

of true bliss.

Can you show me,

what it means.

Can you fly,

truely soar,

through the void,

of what was.

Let your soul,

lift you up,

and know that,

it won't stop.

If you want,

to show me,

the things in life,

that are free.

If you know,

of true bliss.

Can you show me,

what it means.

Slap me truth,

feels like death.

Slip of slow,

emptiness.

Tis my fate,

to fade away.

Ground me down,

reality.

If you want,

to show me,

the things in life,

that are free.

If you know,

of true bliss.

Can you show me,

what it means.

Nothing golden,

lasts forever.

Knowing this,

is knowledge.

Use your head,

it'll pay off.

Use no less,

darkness shrouds.

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