I've been ready for some time now.
Through heartache and distractions I keep going.
Friends try to convince me that the way to a good life is
Through popping pills and killing bottles.
But I've realized that, that lifestyle is not right for me.
I want to be free from constrictions,
Free from the people who try to tear me down.
Free from the ones that know nothing else.
I'm ready to make moves.
Now...
Who's with me?
Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 12:06 PM UTC
I've been ready for some time now.
Through heartache and distractions I keep going.
Friends try to convince me that the way to a good life is
Through popping pills and killing bottles.
But I've realized that, that lifestyle is not right for me.
I want to be free from constrictions,
Free from the people who try to tear me down.
Free from the ones that know nothing else.
I'm ready to make moves.
Now...
Who's with me?
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