What holy cities are to nomadic tribes - a symbol of race and a bond of union - great books are to the wandering souls of men: they are the Meccas of the mind.
G.E. Woodberry
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Billy Spleen
I'm heading for the end
On top of this bullshit and I don't want to hear it
I found my way again
Its hard to explain it I know that I hate it
I don't feel this could be real
I'm falling so hard I'm falling apart
So much so much for what we said
No matter what I say you turn your back away
Its never going to break you
Its never going to make you fall
This fake reality
I can never make up the time that you take up
It's my worst enemy
I'm on a mission to feed my addiction
So sick of thoughts so empty
It's well overflowed and I'm bound to explode
So much so much for what we said
No matter what I say you turn your back away
Its never going to break you
Its never going to make you fall
Somehow between the lines is clearer
Locked down and chained up in the mirror
Somehow between the lines is clearer
Locked down and it takes a part of me