I look at you all, busy fighting your lives..
Some tired of work, some tired of their wives
Living in this concrete urban jungle..
Walking past their own species, yet afraid to mingle
A jungle we live in where we dont **** each other for survival..
Rather are busy killing ourselves in the fake belief of revival
Slowly forgetting that we are better than rest of the wildlife..
We are capable of emotions, capable of bonding, if we strive
Come talk to me, dont be shy..
Come walk a few yards with me, I promise you wont die
Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 2:49 PM UTC
I look at you all, busy fighting your lives..
Some tired of work, some tired of their wives
Living in this concrete urban jungle..
Walking past their own species, yet afraid to mingle
A jungle we live in where we dont **** each other for survival..
Rather are busy killing ourselves in the fake belief of revival
Slowly forgetting that we are better than rest of the wildlife..
We are capable of emotions, capable of bonding, if we strive
Come talk to me, dont be shy..
Come walk a few yards with me, I promise you wont die