The beginning is coming here Where we used to play Sometimes we would laugh Or walk all day Then our feet would rise from the…
God loves us all And has the answer... But Why are some babies born with canc…
It’s all just tender expressions Spender of cash On dreadful obsessions Sender of trashed Vocal confessions
My mind has three sections Front Middle And Back And Back is important
I feel it everywhere But yet I only care How I’m getting there That’s mine and They have theirs
Can start with Difference Everything, you go with Same Do gets This but What remains.... Truth, do not wait
Death come for all us All of us alike... So why are we concerned With color and height?
I thought I loved you From the things I calculated But I realized it’s just to compl… Honostly the feeling has just fade… Love and lust are not close they a…
I am the paper inked And I am the paper I am the thoughts that think And I am the thinker I am the final drink
My vernacular is Far from spectacular. In my arrangement I’ll never change it. But I’m always after her,
In the worst time I always loose focus All these great lines How do I show this Can you rewind
Sometimes we just have to leap Eyes closed Over a river so deep When we erase our thoughts Inside our minds
Most of the time hard work goes unnoticed. But in the mind I must stay focused. It’s yours, not mine
Everyone is less optimistic Truth is far from simplistic The essence of can’t gets it But then she paid me a visit Made me look at
Treatments are not the same In a crowd full of people Achievements to blame Make us unequal So just go with your words