March On"Good day" he said as he welcomed me in It's time that I give up what's within I try, oh I try to relax, I can't win The voice in my head tells me to give inMarch On
A battle path that is yet to be found No wonder, they dont know that it's underground To tell its story is to make a sound that would raze any city down to the ground
A history that will follow you Don't think your lies are true, they could almost be perfect enough
If it weren't for all your second thoughts, and all my maybe nots, that your Inked pages run at the sight of
These days I can'
School of ThoughtEnding every day nothing is ever the same i could wake up in rags go to bed with riches and fameSchool of Thought
Nobody thinks of the past or the ways of those before everybodys stuck on the now by this eternal bore
After somebody like you leaves me behind in the dust not knowing where to turn not knowing who to trust
I could always hope to find a set of reasons why I could always hope to see the end of the mystery
Welcome to our school of...thought? Welcome well, maybe not Get out if you dont agree G
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