On, Will Off
Every step I try and take is a hundred thousand pounds.
As in dreams where my will fails badly.
I'm a boxer losing every round.
Still I fight and break the bonds of those you can not fix.
As in love where my guilt is heavy.
I'm a joker losing all his tricks.
I'm riding through a field of screams where I stop to find her voice.
As in life where my heart is lonely.
I'm a mouse without a choice.
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