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sensation of desperation

by Jody Donnelly @ Monday, November 22, 2004 22:53 | ˜ No Comments »
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I don’t remember when my hope
Became a knit like in a rope
They say move on why don’t you
Please believe when I say I really try to

Haunted by my own creation
What I’m meaning is desperation
Living in a plain sad nation
And feeling no sensation

There seems no use in trying
Rather prefer the big escape
Floating without needing any oxygen
Crying tears as air

Haunted by my own creation
What I’m meaning is desperation
Living in a plain sad nation
And feeling no sensation

When I was still that little kid – oh
I got hopes and wishes I got rid – of
Don’t wanna feel this nothing
In the world’s final breath

Haunted by my own creation
What I’m meaning is desperation
Living in a plain sad nation
And feeling no sensation

As free as freedom could be
Imagine freedom worry-free
As free as freedom could be

Worry-free
Worry-free
Worry-free

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