AS I SIT AWAKE IN MY BED LATE NIGHT IN WONDER I WATCH THE CEILING PLAY OUT MY IMAGINATIONS PAINTING HARD IMAGES AND WATCHING THEM PLUNDER
IT'S ONLY IN MY HEAD BUT IT FEELS SO REAL
DRASTIC MEASURE "Pause"
My boots are made of steel
WALKING ALONG THE RIVER HOPING I WILL BECOME LIKE IT ONE DAY NON STOP FLOWING IM IN TRAINING TO DRILL THEN I WOKE UP AND IT'S ALL IN MY HEAD I NEEDED CHANGE DEARLY MY LIFE iS IN MY BED
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
AS I SIT AWAKE IN MY BED LATE NIGHT IN WONDER I WATCH THE CEILING PLAY OUT MY IMAGINATIONS PAINTING HARD IMAGES AND WATCHING THEM PLUNDER
IT'S ONLY IN MY HEAD BUT IT FEELS SO REAL
DRASTIC MEASURE "Pause"
My boots are made of steel
WALKING ALONG THE RIVER HOPING I WILL BECOME LIKE IT ONE DAY NON STOP FLOWING IM IN TRAINING TO DRILL THEN I WOKE UP AND IT'S ALL IN MY HEAD I NEEDED CHANGE DEARLY MY LIFE iS IN MY BED
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