The Flight

They say when you clap your hands you release angels
So... don't hold the applause

God gave me this talent
I can't let it go to waste
Sick of all these people full of hate
Now days it's really all they demonstrate
I'm just trying to make it on my own
It's kind of hard cuz I'm almost grown
So I've wasted all this time screaming the obvious truth but apparently there has been no use
So I'm burying my childhood six feet into the dirt underneath this hate filled earth
And when I turn around and leave the cemetery it's pretty scary
These burdens get difficult for me to carry



Credits
Writer(s): Jacqueline Cox
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