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I said i'm going to rise to the top of the mountain....wait wait wait...
I said I'm going to rise to the top of the mountain.
Stand on this stage declaring my Name,say.
Because I am a king, ayee.
What's the reason for all this madness
All these pensive thoughts
And there's no reason for this sadness
I feel as if the world is turning in my thoughts and my brain is the axis
Staring in the Face of Regret by Averey Respall
Sitting, Waiting, Procrastinating.
Later, After, Then.
This is it.
It's now or never.
Tick-Tock-Tick-Tock
A glimpse at the clock
When The world moves Eyes Bloom Hearts fusee Some want to be the wife And some the groom But it only matters on how you act in the living room And who makes it to the grave tomb But thats what is called the Big Boom When the world collapsed and l
As I walk down the street I here the vibration of the feet
The feet of the enemy
The enemy that's killing me
killing me constantly as the world reminds me of thee
Jealousy is the enemy
That get into me
That cause anger . Pain. And envy
Makes you feel so empty to the world
Trying to Live life in the world
But stuck in an underworld
Trapped by your heart
Everyday there's a crime in the body...
The killer strikes on whoever it needs
Never gives you a sign on the next person it feeds
When hurt or failed or pressured it bleeds
Bleeds the emotions that cause you to die
Only thought It would be a typical night going to the store
Some candy and tea nothing less nothing more.
Hoodie on. Innocent as ever. With racism as the weather.
Step step run . Someone's trying to pull the trigger of the gun. Trying to shot your happiness and joy.
The gun of jealousness. The gun of hate
The gun that trys to ruin your fate.. but if you turn around and try to ignore it
When the Earth was created and the humans were made. God created a thing called feelings. And as in every fairytale there's always an enemy . This enemy is called hurt He goes around prancing up and down killing joy as it was a passion of fate.
When the Earth was created and the humans were made. God created a thing called feelings. And as in every fairytale there's always an enemy . This enemy is called hurt He goes around prancing up and down killing joy as it was a passion of fate.
Pain is A choice Made by your spirit of mind It's a state of your heart that crush your spine Into a puzzle so confusing it takes some time Like a sunny day but it always rain It comes when you least expect it Find your weakness See if you have f
