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Knocks on the Walls
How Great Were the Robins
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Sometimes I feel out of order
Shut blinds, mind slacking and all
Sometimes I stay at the tall end
Flying high into a spiral of sorts
Forming the Ghost
Of my own thoughts
Same tale of old
Knocks on the walls
If I lack the brain and the courage
Why try to find me a heart
If I'm the cause of tears every winter
Why would I stop
Now that all is on broken bones
Upright standing on shaking reality
Useless reality
Sometimes I feel at a corner
Sharp knife, flesh cutting and all
Sometimes I'm fighting the courage
Ground down into a powder of sorts
Forming the Ghost
Of my own thoughts
Same tale of old
Knocks on the walls
If I lack the brain and the courage
Why try to find me a heart
If I'm the cause of tears every winter
Why would I stop
Now that's all distorted
Now see all through broken glass
This hazed calling of your dreams
Now that all is on broken bones
Upright standing on shaking reality
Now that all is at boiling point
I could sleep all day
Useless reality
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