rich (octobersgaze) wrote,
rich
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lyrics: looser nooses

I'm all alone. The house is cold. I'm writing fantasies that I might someday breathe a breath of air that is my own-- not subject to a lease. Not accruing penalties. I take what I get, but still believe in something more.

There is a song inside my heart, but my voice isn't loud enough for its beat to sound like much, but I will sing it 'til I'm dead. I've got a handful of friends who will listen 'til the end. I know what I'm not, but still believe that I will change.

How can I hope to sing when all we are is soldiering along in search of looser nooses? My notes can't clear my throat when all we are is soldiering along in search of looser nooses.
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