Doin Time

I’ve got a head full of memories I don’t want

A mind full of ghosts on the haunt

I’ve got a mouth full of screams that just won’t die

A heart full of rage 

Tears that won’t cry

As much as you’d like it to be true
I’ll never love living as much as you

Stop taking my feelings so personally

You don’t have the cure

You don’t hold the key

You’re just the first stone on the path that I took

You made me a monster 

You wrote this book

There is not enough money

Or love on this earth

To take back the abomination

To unsay the words

The words that conjured

The life that is mine

Forever locked in your prison

Doing my time 









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