We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight
And yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home
My gift of self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet I find
And yet I find
Repeating in my head
If I cant be my own
Id feel better dead
This song reminds me of Lestat
His struggle is over.
He can start over anew
I miss him so very much
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2 comments:
The Pain is incomprehensible!!! To loose your beautiful Son to the whim of a presidents hate for Bush. Lestat will never be forgotten. Evo will yet have to deal with the horror and injustice he caused, for is life too is short, and Lestat is light years ahead of him, and millions of times his superior. We Love Lestat
His Light was so Bright, that many professional people were blinded by its brilliance. Being that they couldn't see,they gave him drugs stones and bars. Beware of the educated-brainwashed professionals. Especially if they get a hold of your child. Freud was wrong, Columbus didn't discover America.
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