Stained Glass

• Artist: In Search of that Booty
• Description: I took up the guitar again recently and this is a product of that coupled with the stories about trolls that attack memorial Facebook pages for teens that kill themselves. It's really about bullying of any kind. It didn't take long but it does have meaning since I was bullied in school myself as any different teen does, it only stopped when I got a few friends to sit in the corner at recess and read with me
• Date: 03/06/2011
• Tags: sing teen suicide

Fragile scars
Heaven barred
Just another toll of the age.

Innocent
Immeninent
Falling far from myself.

Dangerous people, dangerous evil
Hoping that I might slip.

Not even wondering what might happen.

When I give in.

CHORUS
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If I draw the blade from my heart,
If it all fell apart.

If I just left it all behind.

If I let in my demons,
Turned away from your sermons
And let the dam break

Let the flood drag me down,
No more turning around,
Just caught in the undertow

Filling my lungs,
Words spoken by wicked tongues

What might happen?

If I give in?

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Sing my praise.
At the end of days
Maybe I'll be back.

Bittersweet
Yearning
Gone unseen by all.

Dangerous people, dangerous evil
Hoping they won't be caught.

Not even wondering what might happen.

When they twist the knife.

CHORUS
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If I draw the blade from my heart,
If it all fell apart.

If I just left it all behind.

If I let in my demons,
Turned away from your sermons
And let the dam break

Let the flood drag me down,
No more turning around,
Just caught in the undertow

Filling my lungs,
Words spoke by wicked tongues

What might happen?

If I give in?

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