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Sometimes you think
That everything's so easy
And everyone's so friendly
Willing to give a hand
Many times you'll see
That what you believe
Is just a shadow of the reality

Manchild, no promises, no feeding hope and no certainty.
Unless you move and you make a stand to show the world what is in your hands.
A billion sound voices in your head rattle with sick whispers left unsaid.
This is your ego, it’s in your nerves.
Give it the place you think it deserves

Come on and let me try. I’ll never get a chance again. I’ll never ever be the same. I’ll wait time in time again.

Does it make you feel any better, being like all other hammers, distinguished with nothing special? I hate all the lies we swallow, I don’t trust the leaders we follow, in the mire we wallow. I feed my rage and distrust

I am a man now on a stepping stone, breathing deeper, trying to live on my own. On my stepping stone, my weakness is my strength, my virtues neutralize the poisons in my head. I was standing in the corner with my eyes shut in fear, there was darkness all around me I had spiders in my ears. It was that way not because there was nobody to rely on, there was evil fascination in me I could not defy.

Is it hell or heaven if I touch you with a hand or a hammer on my way to something better. Tell me, who do you trust?
Is it hell or heaven if I touch you with a hand or a hammer, if you feel my ‘now or never’. Tell me, who do you trust?

Now I’m trying to make up for the time that I had lost when I was feeding my projections with my rage and distrust. And I’ll be on my way if you need me, I’ll be on my stepping stone and if I touched you with a hand or a hammer touch me the same way so!!!