I used to be scary of what is in my way
I used to fear what people would say
Once through the glass what people think
It's doesn't bother me a thing
Across the rainbow gates
After the storm of fate
We all start to live our own life
Letting go this need for strife
Sure would be good to please you all
But I let it go if means my own fall
And if you try me I see your own shadow
I see in you all the earthly marrow
If you worry for your tomorrow
Into your chest keep your sorrow
Cut you off with my own blade
You don't even imagine what I've made
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