My ego tried to impress me
But the fact is, I’m losing ground
When I wrestled with my Demons
God is nowhere to be found
My RNA is failing
In a blemished tarnished blur
My eyes are getting tired and
I’m searching for my words
My dreams are but exhausted
I’ve lived and lied and loved
I took the devil by his horns
I never did give up!
What sound did I make
What word did I leave out
If I’ve said my all
Where is my curtain call
Now
My dressing room is bear
The end was somewhere in there.
Nov 29, 2020
Nov 29, 2020 at 5:27 AM UTC
My ego tried to impress me
But the fact is, I’m losing ground
When I wrestled with my Demons
God is nowhere to be found
My RNA is failing
In a blemished tarnished blur
My eyes are getting tired and
I’m searching for my words
My dreams are but exhausted
I’ve lived and lied and loved
I took the devil by his horns
I never did give up!
What sound did I make
What word did I leave out
If I’ve said my all
Where is my curtain call
Now
My dressing room is bear
The end was somewhere in there.
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