Why do I do these things?
I just want to be a man
And forever serve my King
Each day doing all I can
Why do I think these thoughts?
I just want to be pure
And rid myself of this rot
Grant me strength to endure
How can I dance this dance?
And pick myself a partner
Shall I ever hold my stance?
Instead of die and wither
Where will I find the key
To lock away my fears
And the guilt that will weigh
Heavy throughout the years?
Why do I persist in love
When it shyly moves away
Taking with it the dreams of
Some thoughts I had today?
What is it that you want?
Tell me how to die like a man
Shall I have my soul to haunt
Each of you, as I well can
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