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In The Woods Empty Room

An empty room What are we living for It is for you It is for me Another weak soul -why is it so hard Is home far from here Can you tell me Whar are we

, our wedding house shone I rushed through the yard I burst through the front door, my head pounding hard Up the stairs I climbed The room was dark, our bed was empty

today I feel just like an empty eggshell My yoke is heavy My yoke is heavy My voice is a little horse Galloping lost through the woods Calling your name

I'm left handed when throwing My shit across the room. I'm left handed when I throw a fit I use my left hand when I make myself come To my senses when

and pure strength I am waiting My soul is empty there are many rooms to be filled with my majestic masters strength now, as I watch the woods in the

treat it with no tricks You settin' me cancer on a stick, visualize destruction soon to come Throwin' within this city we call Atlantis Prayin' like a mantis everyday ain't good in the woods

and yet I laugh aloud. I've cried when you have stood ground. But sometimes playtimes are a ghost I've faced, In that room that I've erased. The air is empty

go A sign, written by these tear stained eyes I go do go blurred were my eyelines, hindering... -to touch omnio so let me belong, eat me raw, stick me empty

me i got my own brand of company i got da da da inside my head and i play songs back to back until i got to bed wake up by myself inside an empty room