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I opened my eyes to a world of excessiveness pettiness mindless greed made the vow then and now never break my stand common goals not selfish ways
Focused concentration levels never felt before craving realization train my mind dont lose sight gotta keep the motion forwards never look back
witness to mu life i just cant take control retrace my steps year after year feel it in my soul im not content push rewind hit repeat alarm clocks
Weathered body saddened face all the times shes been a phase trophy life a useless waste it will always be her pain just an object used til dawn
Cant avoid it enrage me cross the line i wont stay still got the bottle ill outrage you your just a person that dont phase me anytime you engage
island prince of wales Vancouver and everything thats in between we are nomads of our own design not made of money but well never mind sometimes when im miles
Sink or Swim! drown in this life or search for some meaning drift with the tide are you gonna sit back betray your own feelings? in a city where
Blank page form the start now it begins sequel time feel the breeze of belonging feelings that ive always craved November came December went January
There are sometimes in my life everything feels right dont pay attention i give it all there are sometimes in my life everything feels wrong im
taste like year old batteries theres a place id rather be scared to take those first steps time the destroyer watch over me as i waste away wait
Everyday i wake up the same void of feeling and of aim everyday i taste the defeat endless cycle so incomplete running into walls again chip my
If i blindly followed id be lying to myself made the best of life with the cards that ive been dealt gotta say that ive found peace within myself
, vocab and not the math of it Projectile that them blasted with, accurate assassin shit Me and Kweli close like, Bethlehem and Nazareth After this you be pressing rewind
just striped lines and curve filled signs When all the events throughout the day, good or bad somehow rewind While I recline in my Cadillac seats Hit the trees and press repeat
' not the math of it Projectile that them blasted with, accurate assassin shit Me an' Kweli close like Bethlehem an' Nazareth After this you be pressin' rewind
