Dried up, a guitar upon my knee
 I should have sold out when the devil came for me
 Dig a hole and throw it out to sea
 Break the code, how happy I could be

 I still wave at the dots on the shore
 And I still beat my head against the wall
 I still rage and wage my little war
 I'm a shade and easy to ignore

 White wall, I had to paint a door
 I always find that I've been through it before
 Close it up and throw away the key
Break the code, how happy I could be

 I woke up and I had a big idea
 To buy a new soul at the start of every year
 I paid up and it cost me pretty dear
 Here's a hymn to those that disappear

Ghada.shawky

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