Twisted Moon Biography

This place is foggy,
Infested with haze,
I am still groggy,
As I crawl through this maze
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Three hours of flowers once again,
And we were never promised a rose garden,
Take the time to be true, exactly who we are,
As we dance among the twisted moon and tangled stars.
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I am embarrassed beyond all mention,
A slave for your attention,
How can I be so pathetic?
For a heart so prosthetic.
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Just be silent,
There’s no point in talking when nobody’s listening,
Beautiful and violent,
How the cold and red rain is still glistening.
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The truth shall set you free?
Well I guess it did for me,
I am free of a happy family,
My father in prison for two, maybe three,
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