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Willow Crest
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Burn me at the stake, I'll come alive
This wasn't a mistake, I've been deprived
Call me out of name, And spread your lies
I will not be ashamed or a specter to your cries
By my side as I fade
Into the dark with a weaken heart
My blood slows down
I am the talk of the town
Loaded twisted words that crucify
Spelled out the truth to be vilified
Skeletons rattle their bones for peace
There's never fair play in a mystery
I will not be ashamed or a specter to your cries
Searching for aid in these quiet streets
Drag me down into these hallowed grounds
Disturbing sights that keep you up at night
I will be on guard till I see daylight
Fell between cracks into cobwebs
Open the door let the light in
Comfort the pain knowing someone cares
I'll type out the tale tell me where to begin
Lights flicker I dwell in your sorrows
Blurred picture your shadow follows
Between sheets dust covered memories
Sullen dreams buried inside of me
I will not be ashamed or a specter to your cries
I will not be ashamed or a specter to your lies
I will not be ashamed or a specter to your cries