This is the time
when we tell our angers
Our past failures
and where we are going

Show me the meaning of normal
And I'll sweep the dust off my face
You would rather wait in misery
In your self created hell

Spit to the wind
to feel the mist of defeat
Prove to yourself
You'll never remove dependence

This cold jail
was meant for you
Empty, lonely, sacred
Breathe in your seclusion

Oh the wasted effort
You knew from the start
You wear your mask
Too tight for comfort

Show me the meaning of normal
And I'll sweep the dust off my face
You would rather wait in misery
In your self created hell

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i like this one the best out of the 3 you posted, this stanza is cool
Spit to the wind
to feel the mist of defeat
Prove to yourself
You'll never remove dependence"

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Thanks yeah, this was one of those "i gotta write something now" kind of moments when i wrote this. I like those. (not what put me in those situations, but the bi product that usually results in it) Generally creates good lyrics that often come out pretty fast.

It sucks having nothing to write about and attempting to write about something, makes for lame (and often in circles) writing sometimes.

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Definitely. I feel like I'm possesed by something besides me at those times. It's cool.
I liked this, too. It would make a cool heavy, slower song.

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