Stop The World

Stop the world.
I want to get off

Like a wounded, angry animal
Living in such great pain
And must be put down

I have tasted what I can never have
Have dared to believe and
Had a reason to live

Desires never come true
Dreams are only that
Happy ending never happen
We are only born to die

Stop the world
I want to get off

Phoenix

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