Well, I mightaswell post one other thing, see if anyone has any mind about that...better than making a million and one threads of my songs..
So there's an itching in my mind
I wish I had a knife
to stab out all the words
That take over my life
With the burning in my throat
And the pulsing of my veins
A scratching in my skin
My eyes are wrapped in chains
I'd give my taste for all the kisses
of lovers gone and past,
My smell for all the flowers, wilting
fated, never last
My hearing for all the songs
you never sang to me
My sight for all your lovers
I hope I'll never see
Give me the knife
Give me the pen
I'll scrawl all the things
bursting from my brain
The world is yours
Your life is yours
My world is yours
My life is mine
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