I can't raise my voice
until I understand
what is under the bottom
What's in your hand?
And my conscious sleep
is awaken and away
My unconscious weeping
here to stay
I can't taste my tear
it's a shallow drop
What is under the bottom?
What's over the top?
My conscious fear
will never learn
My unconscious bleeding
will always yearn
I will live my life
On the sharpest knife
And the day I fall
I will end my strife
I will always yearn
for a future hand
And the day that it comes
It will be my land
I can't raise my head
it's so hard to feed
And this isolation
what do I need?
I'm awake and away
I am here to stay
Feel a serpent tongue
walk upon my skin
Like a broken tone
that blows within
I will never learn
I will always yearn
I will live my life
On the sharpest knife
And the day I fall
I will end my strife
I will always yearn
for a future hand
And the day that it comes
It will be my land
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