Being lame

I tried to lie
It seems to me
I have to die
Let me forsee...


I'll feel the dirt
The swamp is burst
I hurt my heart
To make it lost

The other chap
Can laugh today
But I refuse
To reconcile

The law says
One must pay
I undersnand
The price is high.

My path is narrow
My God,
Rescue Her soul
I'm entreating
I suffer,
But I don't take pity
On anybody,
All the same
I love and go
Being lame.


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