I know I’ll make it
I know I’ll go on
I’ve done this dance before
and I’ve sang this song
but as my heart beats out of my chest
and I day dream about my death
I find false hope to comfort me
I needed it to sleep
and I really needed sleep
I’m not the beast I advertise myself to be
I’m nothing more than sheep
My heart, a raisin
The sun,
the only one
to prove me wrong
and as I sing this song
it shines
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