January 5, 1993
Well, another New Years come and gone
Let's try to forget all that went wrong
Some of our dreams actually came true
But many nightmares were realized
Our lives are not quite yet through
And you still have a chance for grand prize.
Something screams out our names
Crying as we play at our games.
"Please release me!" it calls
"I'm just the simple truth"
"And I'll catch anyone who falls"
"Then place them into my golden noose."
But what really is it
It lies with every hit.
It's us, our inner selves
Crying in agony and sorrow
The lives we've thrown onto our empty shelves
And the feelings we hide for tomorrow.
Is that what we want
Some inner eternal haunt
Is this the only way to live
Hiding in the open
I don't feel that I should give
I don't think I'll let it in.
"I'm sorry that I hurt all of you
But my friendship is still yours through and through,."
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