Hidden Soul
Walking underneath a bridge
Staring beneath our souls
kidnapped as a kid
Do you think I really know?
Stabbed in the back
kicked to curve
Laughed at all these years
Do you think I really care?
I put my insanity to the test
with each and every moment
At every instant I may fail
I am left to wander alone
Do you think there is hope?
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