NO MORE
WHAT THE FUCK IT SO MUCH PAIN INSIDENO WHERE TO GO CAN RUN CANT HIDE
LOOK STRAIGH DONT CARE TO LOOK BACK
LIVING IN FICTION ,BUT READING THE FACTS
SHIT PILING UP, LIKE A WALL OF BRICKS
NEED MORE BUT SO LITTLE TO GIVE
WE STRIVE FOR BETTER LIVING
BUT IT FELL LIKE SOMTHING MISSING
THEY SAY MY LIFE JUST BEGUN Y DOES IT FELL LIKE ITS ENDING
WAIT I KNOW ITS JUST ON PENDING
GOD PRESS CONTINUE SO
MY LIFE CAN FINSHES SENDING
AND ERASE ALL STRUGGLE
AND TURN ALL DEAD WAIT INTO MUSCLE
LIVE LIFE AND BE
AND THIS IS THE LIFE COMING OUT OF ME
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