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You've been defeated
Time and time again
But you still hold on
To the chance of victory
To find the revolution
To blackout the past
In it all, just my little hands
And a world that is much too much
For me to hold the weight of
So I give out my hand
My small hands
To ask for love and advice
While God spits me out
I find a way inside
To get out of Hell..
Cause I've seen you shining
In that Paradise state of yours
But my empty glass
Is a place where I can learn
What it is to be without a stomach
I've seen her shining
I want to see her through
In my pathetic state
I discovered that I won't go on further
It won't take me places
To build a car
A Hotrod to turn them to me
I see them shining
In the horizon
While I'm out of my Way
I began to call out
To those who understand
But I'm alone with the hurt
I don't show..
I smile
I put on a good face
But inside I am blistered
With scars that protect
Me from the hurt I've always known..
Everywhere it used to be a carnival
Until I discovered that
We shout to ease the pain
That life is silence
That the carnival has to go away
I've seen it way too often
And now the silence which pains me
Also soothes me from the shout
The shouting that tries to escape
The fact that things aren't so great..
The carnival wasn't so great
Elvis died because he couldn't contain it
But when it rains like this
I feel great
That I'm finally where things end
Like the death that awaits me
Where I cannot hear the 24 hour people..
24 hour People (by Seung Kim)
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