The lyrics you’ve pulled out of me--god the vocations--
My chest hurts enough as it is, but the songs I’ve sung in the name us--?
Such loud emotions my hurricane of a mouth has chosen to display.
These soulful songs are ones I never knew I had.
You’ve drawn out something real, and something fiery--and I’m almost glad,
But what you’ve pulled out of me is incredibly demanding.
You see, I’ve been screaming out love songs and my voice
Is a little altered currently--I’m losing it to be more specific
In an attempt to move forward and it’s working,
But at the cost of my inaudibility
My creativity has grown--
You see pain demands an outlet.
Pain demands an attention--an acknowledgment.
You have three choices
LIVE IN IT
LIVE THROUGH IT
LIVE ON
Guess which one I chose?
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