Heart is so far away, a long distance call, fresh out of standing, plenty left for
the fall. Pureness of a child, soul is lost like
gold, heart of the broken, attitude of the bold.
Tied in the laces of life, knotted in defeat, get off the bus to recovery, liable to lose your seat. All materials we live around,
meaning comes to light, take off the earthly mask, reality comes to light.
Life is a poker game, the hand that we're dealt, put focus on our life, work on inner self. Our life is like a moving box, reads fragile on the side, we let all the air, take the bumpy ride.
Live our months day by day, self will on the rise, as we walk up the steps, top a huge surprise. Addiction is a seeking demon, will kick you with the boot, remember all problems started here, all from the root.
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