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What is really thought of us? If the tables were turned what would the important and useful creature be negated to?

We’re Not in Kansas anymore

Maybe if I become more reckless with my life

The pieces of the puzzles will fall just right

If I shake up the monotony like a snow globe

I could just leave bread crumbs to find my way home

It’s been proven to work historically

And I know that no one can see my trail besides me

All we have to do is find our North Star

To begin to trace the outline of who we are

All of the things that have ever happened

Take that energy and make a brilliant reaction

So much we mix toxic acids into our test tubes

Preventing ourselves from doing what the best do

Take life at face value be who you are

Don’t take things for granted and that will be your North Star

The Yellow Brick Road goes on from there

Bothered by obstacles, you blankly stare

Your vision flickers out like lights in a stadium

Your best memories are merely what you make of them

You could think of them as armor worn by a knight

Shielded by bravery you can’t back down from a fight

Gravity becomes a frozen pond for you to skate on

Gliding over the possibility that anything could possibly go wrong

So you fight

You thirst for blood

Ravenous just feels right

You’re doing everything good

You’re doing everything can

Oh my god! You HAVE to understand

Life is a merry-go-round and nothing is ever for certain

I feel like I have been upside down my whole life and now my head is hurtin

I have thoughts that are clawing their way out

I have to show the world what I’m talking about

So now I walk down the yellow brick road

Shielded by courage and a ripe mind to mold

With a sense and strength I still feel empty in my chest

My heart is frozen over, what can I say? I’m doing my best

It hurts to think and it hurts even more to love

We are surrounded by fake handshakes and super shallow hugs

How am I supposed to find peace in the simple fact,

That everything you give me is eventually taken back

I want to be trusting

I want to let people in

Not that I’m “judging”

I just don’t think I can be hurt again.

I hear music that sounds so beautiful

My body feels tingly which is different from the usual

Tears fall from my heart

As the ice begins to melt

This is so different from the start

I’m feeling this life in a way I have never felt.

So this is what it means to be free?

You see beauty that you never thought you’d see

You are flying with the stars and pressing on

You are on your way home now so it shouldn’t take that long.

Not long at all for you to realize

That the person you thought you were is just a disguise

So we’re off to see the Wizard

The wonderful Wizard of odds

Rebelling against the world and finding our own cause.

I’m excited about the premiere and I hope there is going to be a sequel

I just want to live my life freely and always see the beauty in all people….

Drown in my own Tears (Crushed by the flood)

If I drown in my own tears what would the cost be tonight?
If I followed my own advice would this then feel alright?
Everything is bubbling inside me like a volcano
And I know what I’M feeling but what would they know?
They try to tell me that it’s not alright
When I know what’s right for my life

For every negative emotion I am as free as a bird
Everything your throw at me I’ll pretend I never heard
Once words leave your mouth they then reflect the past
So I will file all of your bullshit right here in the trash
Do you get the picture?
Is it clear enough?
I wouldn’t want to confuse you
Am I coming off a little rough?

It’s ok poor baby, mama will be home soon
Just go play with your toys up in your room
Oh you don’t like being talked to like a kid
Here’s some spilled milk, take a look at what you did
You won’t clean up your mess
So I have this fear in my chest
I need arms to wrap around me
But you’re toxic so get the hell from around me

I am not helpless or a charity case
I just need for you to get the F out of my face
I am starting to believe I could live without a conscious
Because if I let the water flow you all would have lost it
You all could be burned by the fires from hell
So that burning skin you detect is your own god awful smell.
There are bones piled up high in your closet
And you are telling me that I should be the one to forfeit?
I am trying to be cool but you aren’t making this to easy
I stay quiet so if I really told you this you never would believe me.

So if I drown in my own tears would it be just what you need?
So that YOUR conscious will begin to intercede.
I just need to know that you are on my side
But I don’t feel it so I will drown in my own tears tonight.