Broken Lines

I am all messed up
With these broken lines
I am thorned and
My insides do hurt

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Endless confusion appears
Brought by these broken lines
And I do not have the solution
For they point out to destruction

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Will you not stop this
Mess and turn it into bliss
Will you not choose real joy
Than to hide behind these toys?

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I'm fed up and tired
Of everyday believing
The lies that you drew
From beginning when you knew me

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Heaven is waiting
I am too, for so long
To revive from this mess
That you've brought from the start

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Re-draw these broken lines
Make a new one
This time, point it up
Do it right this time

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I wanna wake up again
Cos this seems all like a dream
Let's make a start again
This time without any lines