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Shoots And Ladders
Ring around the rosies
Pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down
Nursery rhymes are said, verses in my head
Into my childhood they're spoonfed
Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real
Look at the pages that cause all this evil
One, two, buckle my shoe
Three, four, shut the door
Five, six, pick up sticks
Seven, eight, lay them straight
London bridges falling down, falling down, falling down
London bridges falling down, my fair lady
Nick nack patty wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
. . . this old man came,
Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow!
Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow!
Baa baa black sheep have you any wool
Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow!
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full
Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow!
Baa baa black sheep have you any wool
Mary had a little lamb!
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full
Fading Inside
Copyright, Eternal Silence, 2oo2
Severed from reality
Mind taken away
ungodly torture
Terror and dismay
Fading inside
Will this be the end?
Dreaming of darkness
Screaming again and again
Endless thoughts
Invade my mind
Consume my soul
Cannot be left behind
A nightmare becomes reality
The struggle now begins
This reality will not possess me
I must fight to win
Thoughts of the past
Become so clear
Visions of hate and love
Are now visions of fear
I must not let this control
The power from within
Suppress the enemy
It will never live again
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"Mad World", Gary Jules
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
mad world mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me look right through me
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world . . . world
Enlarge your world
Mad world
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