Rain

Rain

This rain keeps coming down on me

It covers me, and I wish I could walk out of it

Can’t shake it

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Bricks on my shoulders

I keep getting advice from pricks

They don’t know this taste

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This rain is a dark fog

It’s repelling everything that I want

Can’t make it go away

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Heavy on my back

Quasimodo feeling motto

It’s sucking my force

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I keep fighting though

I’m waiting for the answer

I put one leg in front, and I take one more gasp

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One more time around

I know how this feels

Disappointing, stinging feel and no one listens

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Nobody wants to listen

To the clangs of my heavy chains

But I keep fighting

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I know this dark rain

It used to be black

Now I can see a little

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by Bazooka Teaches