Crimes Of The Heart

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yea I turned 21 in prison locked up at night now I walk around free seems like another life another roll with some other dice another ho or a loving wife people come and go some really you never know intellectual midgets that really never grow fake love that holds on like"can I hold you though?" and old friends will look at you like "yo, yea I told you so" a toast to the broken hearted who never finished what they fuckin started people who go out and try to be a rebel at night try to make up for the fact that they settled in life it's like a fight between the devil & Christ over the limelight spiritual celebrity boaker but the whole deck is full of jokers and every year that you get older the stakes get higher gambling with a bunch of fakes and liars real talk 'cause the real New York is the pain and the suffering of lost love staring off into the distance in the midst of the club depression and emptiness that lead to suicide and the struggle inside of yourself that keeps you alive survived and medicated stalked by sobriety the life that you live now tortured by memories violently I pray in sodomy that one day you could be forgiven for murdering the beautiful world we used to live in (Chorus) Crimes of the heart (2X*) love...doesn't need a complicated metaphor and sometimes nothing needs to be said at all sometimes a person you with is not your one and only and you just fuck with them because you afraid to be lonely and when you come back its too late so you overcompensate like victims of rape full of self hate lost in the affection to strangers around you instead of the only person that ever gave a fuck about you thought you were happy so you didn't come check me but then when he cheated or treated you incorrectly you conveniently realized you could never forget me and tried to crawl back in my life unexpectedly these are my indictments of those who claim to be righteous and leave a trail of broken hearts on their way to enlightment but I cant give into hatred or pass judgment even towards every allusion I've been in love with 'cause the heart that portrays itself willingly is like a nation that trades freedom for stability its so seductive to be cold and corrupted and isolated and try to be an independent republic but liberty to be loved on the surface is worthless the sacrifice of revolution with no purpose take it from a criminal searching for his redemption cursing at God desperately trying to get his attention (Chorus) Crimes of the heart (2*) Looking for the shining light Who's it gonna be? Who'll walk the line with me tonight? Round we go (won't cross?)climbing through the endless night Who's it gonna be? Who'll walk the line with me this time? (me this time oooh oooh oooh) Climbing through the endless night(endless night,endless night)

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