Sep 2015
There is no worse pain
than seeing babies grow
into kids who hardly ever
call your name.
It's hard to compete with the world,
it's glory, it's beauty, it's fame.
Is my generation to blame?
than seeing babies grow
into kids who hardly ever
call your name.
It's hard to compete with the world,
it's glory, it's beauty, it's fame.
Is my generation to blame?
(F/Earth)
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