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Conform or Stray


Its way too loud to think right now my friend.

My many worries start to bring me fear;

I’m scared because it's all about to end.

 

The little worries I may try to mend;

I only want to make you happy dear.

Its way too loud to think right now my friend.

 

The little worries I would like to send

Away from me and shift my life in gear.

I’m scared because it's all about to end.

 

My tiny worries seem to sway and bend

And leave my conscience anything but clear.

Its way too loud to think right now my friend.

 

A pleasant voice that you would simply lend

To anyone who is willing to hear.

I’m scared because it's all about to end.

 

Our crooked worlds that I will try to blend;

It may be better just to disappear.

Its way too loud to think right now my friend.

I'm scared because it's all about to end.

 
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