what is right..
Current mood: aggravated
i'm gonna find
you one of these nights
but in this wall i have built
something feels
not right
In the tower
up above
i look down in fright
just to think
that a thought
could send you aflight.
I choose not to love
I choose not to fight
I choose moral devotion
I choose
myself
tonight
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