floating adrift in the garden of melody and rain
i float a gentle whisper in my coffin built for pain
there is nothing left for me since it has all been done before
i am not your falling thief of dreams, but i'm rotten to the core
i've crawled through an underground
where creatures tend to wait
for the winds of time to pass
and recite to them their fate
i'm disappearing in the clouds as they slowly turn to grey
all the things i've left behind have all been thrown away













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Emotional drought will be the answer
Blank beings within ourselves
Halted breath across our tongues
Shielded from everyday robotic trances
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And will you tell all your friends you got your gun to my head?
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~i am not nothing, i am joshua nothing~
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~i am not nothing, i am joshua nothing~
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Victory Not Vengeance
Blow your mind, smoke gunpowder.
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