I don't know where this life is to take me.
I'm still right here
Not nearly always on the move like I used to be.
I'm still right here
I was driven by thrills and curiosity.
It feels like I'm starting to veer
Now I wake due to necessity.
Losing sight on things as if it's all become unclear
Had a very meaningful talk with family, not blood-related.
Boats often float the same
We both feel the need to branch out, and won't be compensated.
This life is a game
Attitudes need to see if they're approved by the mirror.
Find out who's to blame
Otherwise you can preach until there's no one left to hear.
There are two kinds of fame
Apr 20, 2012
Apr 20, 2012 at 11:57 PM UTC
I don't know where this life is to take me.
I'm still right here
Not nearly always on the move like I used to be.
I'm still right here
I was driven by thrills and curiosity.
It feels like I'm starting to veer
Now I wake due to necessity.
Losing sight on things as if it's all become unclear
Had a very meaningful talk with family, not blood-related.
Boats often float the same
We both feel the need to branch out, and won't be compensated.
This life is a game
Attitudes need to see if they're approved by the mirror.
Find out who's to blame
Otherwise you can preach until there's no one left to hear.
There are two kinds of fame
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