I’m over this verbal confirmation.
I’m tired of this beaten nation.
I’m sick of these corrections.
I’m fed up with this loss of directions.
I’m bleeding for the broken hearts.
I’m broken from the missing parts.
I’m feeling so reclusive its bad
but I’m tired of being so mad.

Just put the sliver to my limb
and in the abyss lets start to swim.
Pass all this burden on to the rest
and let them go and fail that test.
Let the rest pick up where I drop the ball
and let them see how it feels to be so small.
Let love rule this place of disgrace.
Let love rule over this pale face...
Let it fill our broken hearts
and fit into all the missing parts.

I’m over all this pain and degradation.
I’m fed up with this overfed nation...
I’m bleeding for all the broken parts.
I’m starving for all the failed starts.
I’m sick of all this internal pain.
I’m tired of having nothing to gain.

Let love rule, for its the only way
Let love rule and let it start today.
Let love fill all the missing spots
and let it overfill our broken pots...

10/24/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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