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Mechanical Hearts and Broken Wings Pt 1


For all those Summer nights, For all those Winter nights

all Those Spring Evenings, For all those Autumn mornings

Trying to clear my mind real good to make it through it all.

Through green grass and heart filled walls.

Hopefully, God catches you before you fall.

 

 

Be the man I want to be,

That I want to be,

The person we all used to be,

Who ever that can be.

 

 

In those dark nights, Hold in my fright

While in all of it, nothing seems right.

See it in my eyes, but I hold it in with all my might

I sit there in the darkness of everything wondering if there is me in anything.

 

 

I am nothing with you.

I am everything without you.

In this place, I'm better without

I'm better without this world

 

 

For all those nights and all them days

God carried me through all the haze.

Even when my world was set ablaze.

He showed me the way.

 

 

Shake off the person that I used to be ,shake off the things that held & buried me

Under all the misery,I release these shackles from my arteries.

I fly high in the sky as I say my bye.

Bye to those that imprison my heart.

watching you tear me apart.

Watching me fall apart

Into the fire, I burn to pieces

Put back together piece by piece

 

 

 With God showing me the way through and through.

I don't need anything, I have everything.

I found my love again, never trend me again.

Take back your pity apology and reverse psychology.

I wanted happiness, and I found it in these lines of loneliness.

For all those Summer nights, For all those Winter nights

For all Those Spring Evenings, For all those Autumn mornings

I thought I was nothing without you, But I am everything without you.

 

 

I stand alone

It is all that I known.

Till I find the one.

To Take my heart away in the midnight sun.

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