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What if I die is it worth to me, all around the world, what’s the truth, and what’s mistaken?
The more words I say, the more works I’ve done, and more and more lost from mine.
You don’t pray or you’ll be dead, due to disbelief or being a stubborn dreamy cat?
Someone tried to convince me that, I’m not the most miserable one and it’s not the worst.
Guess what, I even wanna suicide under enormous pressures, nothing stops me from thinking.
The days and nights drive me mad, the same routine, the same anxiety, all the same feelings.
I could say, someone’s playing tricks to me, and not willing to tell me what’s gonna happening.
Dreams broke into pieces and I would probably be unchangeably incomplete to be here.
What’s around me? Is Greed, Jesus or Extravagance? You bet, let me say, it’s for the God’s sake.
Turning up me, but killing me softly…gradually, you will never see again, my happiness.
Little by little, wishes raised and fallen, hopes brought and taken away. Am I irresponsible?
Could I complain? Who can give me the key to the case, the resolutions to the problems?
Once for all given me longstanding intelligence to determine with rightful conclusions.
When I converted myself hard enough from a little boy into tough guy, I know I’m dying.
What’s changing, the world itself or me? The only message gifted to me was skeptic.
Nor my fault, neither other else’s wrongfulness, we all make it improve onto higher levels.
However, all of us are killed vitally and we’re even not conscious of every of which been so far.
Stand there; sit sound, sleep deep, we are kind of losing power and energy, and what will be?
No matter with destiny, something concerning evilness and injustice. Don’t try to make me sad.
There are five greatest things we could not waste, and we should learn and be taught commandingly.
Friends, health, health, time and money, and none of them could be made over or compensated.
Stop treating me like a fool! Otherwise, I’ll be extraordinary and outstanding, and you’ll be choked.
All plain white, humbly grey or damn black, which is our favorite? I’m indicating the world’s feature.
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On Our Way
Me and you, we're different
Don't always see eye to eye
You go left, and I go right
And sometimes when we even fight
That don't mean that I won't need a friend
You and me, we're in this 'til the end
I think we're on our our way
Through all the lows and highs
I need you by my side, singing
I think we're on our way
To better days, better days
Let's say we turn the page
Move on from all the times
Should've laughed, not cried, feeling
What is there more to say?
I think that we're on our way
Together, we'll weather
Many storms as family
That bond is forever
It can take almost anything
The love I feel for you grows everyday
The more we get to learn from our mistakes
Someday, soon, I'll need advice
Hope you're there to shed some light
And maybe one day, you'll be wanting mine
And we can be there be for each other
No more to say
No more to say
The more words I say, the more works I’ve done, and more and more lost from mine.
You don’t pray or you’ll be dead, due to disbelief or being a stubborn dreamy cat?
Someone tried to convince me that, I’m not the most miserable one and it’s not the worst.
Guess what, I even wanna suicide under enormous pressures, nothing stops me from thinking.
The days and nights drive me mad, the same routine, the same anxiety, all the same feelings.
I could say, someone’s playing tricks to me, and not willing to tell me what’s gonna happening.
Dreams broke into pieces and I would probably be unchangeably incomplete to be here.
What’s around me? Is Greed, Jesus or Extravagance? You bet, let me say, it’s for the God’s sake.
Turning up me, but killing me softly…gradually, you will never see again, my happiness.
Little by little, wishes raised and fallen, hopes brought and taken away. Am I irresponsible?
Could I complain? Who can give me the key to the case, the resolutions to the problems?
Once for all given me longstanding intelligence to determine with rightful conclusions.
When I converted myself hard enough from a little boy into tough guy, I know I’m dying.
What’s changing, the world itself or me? The only message gifted to me was skeptic.
Nor my fault, neither other else’s wrongfulness, we all make it improve onto higher levels.
However, all of us are killed vitally and we’re even not conscious of every of which been so far.
Stand there; sit sound, sleep deep, we are kind of losing power and energy, and what will be?
No matter with destiny, something concerning evilness and injustice. Don’t try to make me sad.
There are five greatest things we could not waste, and we should learn and be taught commandingly.
Friends, health, health, time and money, and none of them could be made over or compensated.
Stop treating me like a fool! Otherwise, I’ll be extraordinary and outstanding, and you’ll be choked.
All plain white, humbly grey or damn black, which is our favorite? I’m indicating the world’s feature.
--------------
On Our Way
Me and you, we're different
Don't always see eye to eye
You go left, and I go right
And sometimes when we even fight
That don't mean that I won't need a friend
You and me, we're in this 'til the end
I think we're on our our way
Through all the lows and highs
I need you by my side, singing
I think we're on our way
To better days, better days
Let's say we turn the page
Move on from all the times
Should've laughed, not cried, feeling
What is there more to say?
I think that we're on our way
Together, we'll weather
Many storms as family
That bond is forever
It can take almost anything
The love I feel for you grows everyday
The more we get to learn from our mistakes
Someday, soon, I'll need advice
Hope you're there to shed some light
And maybe one day, you'll be wanting mine
And we can be there be for each other
No more to say
No more to say
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