Insomnia overnight
Sitting in a bus Gazing outside I saw people walking Good , bad rich , poor thinkin' life is so lonely Head hurting Struggles , struggles keep em coming What is evil and pure? Aren't we same sides of a coins ? Wishing for something to hold onto But aint destiny is free fall From a cliff of what- ifs and regrets ( self - written)
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Sitting in a bus Gazing outside I saw people walking Good , bad rich , poor thinkin' life is so lonely Head hurting Struggles , struggles keep em coming What is evil and pure? Aren't we same sides of a coins ? Wishing for something to hold onto But aint destiny is free fall From a cliff of what- ifs and regrets ( self - written)
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