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the irony where everyone strives to be I have been to the gates of hell seen from the other side I have sang at the top of my lungs in the shower for only me I have watched myself excel on a magic carpet ride once I was king of my kingdom rich in material luxuries once I was lower than sewer sludge dead for all intensities once I was so in love I'd die for every moment that could be shared once I was so broken I lived without knowing that I ever cared and the irony is that for all I've learned I knew right from the start that the most important thing in life is every beat of the heart once I was so aware that I no longer had to explain once I was so corrupted that I could only feel fear and pain once I believed in love so much that nothing else mattered to me once I believed I could never love again and that was the death of me and the irony is that for all I've learned from all my highs and lows that the most important thing in life is what the heart knows do you treasure your gold your big bank account your cars, your furs, your rings do you thing you are better than somebody else because you have those things do you live in a house in which ten people could live comfortably and walk past the man sleeping on the street as if you simply don't see do you think it could never happen to you in your well guarded fantasy well you never know what tomorrow may bring I know, it happened to me once I was star of my own show you watched me on your TV once I was the forgotten stranger dead as far as you could see once I was so in love with your admiration I sold you my soul once I was so extravagantly high that I flew right out of control you would remember my name it's probably in your collection and if you listen closely you might make the connection I won't tell you any more because I don't want to bring you down and who knows someday I just might wake up and put on a show in your town I have been on top of the world where everyone strives to be I have been to the gates of hell seen from the other side I have sang at the top of my lungs in the shower for only me I have watched myself excel on a magic carpet ride and the irony is that for all I've learned a child knows even more that the most important thing in life is what the heart is for
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |