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I'm me, I always see...

I'm me, I always see...

The dream of a pale existence but yet a colourful future of self execution
Tasting the street air when we are walking the block
I'm not falling for a lonely presence I'm digging deep on self excavation
My cold eyes tell the stories of every love I've always unlocked

Feel my feet spread across the streets
What my dark eyes see I keep beneath
My minds illuminated now I'm free
I've found what others try to steal

My innocence breaks down the wooden doors to the age that didn't make sense
The laughter I hear when I'm submerged under the dark
My immortality takes away the broken course to wherever I'm to blend
There is love for me I see it in your eyes we'll never be apart

The distraction of everything took away my freedom
The Holy sound of the truth and the loved ones I feel
The bruises and scars are my thoughts still bleeding
In my dark hours of finding truth I still find that I'm real

Feel my feet spread across the streets
What my dark eyes see I keep beneath
My minds illuminated now I'm free
I've found what others try to steal

To the mirror image that balances the sun for me to grab it
Dreaming of what I crave and the beauty in her eyes
Time will tell of what path destiny takes me and the wanted
From the starry eyes of mine to her troubled times
I think I'm no thief
I feel I'm no thief
I'm me I always see.... X

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