LYRIC

Take a trip, step outside of this fishbowl life
Voice recalls, ceramic youth in pots of broken truth

I feel the rage, comin' off of the stage
I feel the rage, comin' off of the page
I feel the…

Make a wish, clear your mind, let the years rewind
Poets pain battles fame and becomes it's slave

I feel the rage, comin' off of the stage
I feel the rage, comin' off of the page
I feel the…

Open mouth, open grave, nothing left to say

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