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Recorded, mixed and mastered by Daan Nieboer at Cornerstone Audio
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Lyrics:
My hands are shaking, as I hold this pen, full of angst
I’m just scared to write this down, but terrified to scream this out loud
When my thoughts roll off my tongue, I can not take them back
But the moment I choose to discard, I’m just lying to myself.
I’m not the man I intended to be
No –
Sometimes I forget, we all wear masks,
For the lines have been drawn where in-between we must balance,
The paths we walk are approved through an open script.
The world’s your stage, kid,
Knock ’em dead, knock ’em dead kid.
But when the curtain falls and the stage light dims, nothings left but an empty room.
So are we both characters, forced to take part in a lifelong play?
The flower; the flame; the hammer; the curse,
They’re inside my head and I need all to endure
When one polar’s missing there’s no push nor a pull.
And I’m the ruler when they shine through.
So I’ll just quit concealing it with metaphors and pity poetry and say it like it is:
Everything bad that ever happened to me was my own fucking fault.
