Can you get lost in your lyrics to a point where some sort of mental recovery seems hopeless
Too many words forming too many thoughts cannot even begin to describe
Meloncholy awareness matched with metal anguish put into positive terms
A smile is all it takes
I speak only my truth
your disgression is due and welcome
A new verse to help make the first seem the worst
so smile now and think happy thoughts
bring to mind you favourite sound
now concentrate
open your mind to wonderful possibilities of every kind
my truth is mine because I make it so
dont loose your place though, dont loose your step
for like every step is like a finger on a fret
your choice
your sound
your truth
your life
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