Saturday, December 13, 2008

Search Warrent

I'm going to need
to see all of your papers
Before I let you dare
step foot into this place

And when they break down the door to my soul
What is it they will find
All the lies and fears, tucked away
all the things I try to keep inside

This a violation to my senses
It leaves me sick and feeling dry
If I just leave it all behind
Then I'll loose the will to try

I never was one for authority
When it arrests all of my desires
Takes me bound and tethered
And toses me into the raging fires

And when they break down the door to my soul
What is it they will find
All the lies and fears, tucked away
all the things I try to keep inside

So I'm going to need
to see all of your papers
Before I let you dare
Step foot inside this place

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