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I’m afraid of ******* up Afraid of that thing I called ‘it’ my whole life Not knowing that ‘it’ was really just me Not knowing That what I’m afraid of is my own fear In the last gear On this highway I like to call life I’m, revved up and flying full throttle towards the edge Dangling between The sun, And the sharp rocks of reality Splat, crash And in a flash All of my dreams are gone **** And I’m stuck in another coma, for another nineteen years Until I have another life crisis I feel the need To speed Out of I’ll walk these streets alone Until I find the oz’s home And you can beep bop To my beat box As this street walks To my solo Whoa, If I could go? Another way with a new day And the new play on this new field Where this game starts Fwap Goes the minute hand Faster than a blinking man As the crowd screams so loud The noise is silent Slow down, wait cause Imma do what was never done And imma win what was never won They say all roads lead to hell? Well, They also said all roads lead to Rome And lemme just tell you….that Rome? Was no home To me So I’m gonna keep on trekking Keep regrettin’ Till I find, what I got in mind And that is Peace Piece inside Figure out all these pieces I could never fit together Till I get a whole There’s the goal I’ll find that inner child And the crowd goes wild
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Nov 28, 2011
Nov 28, 2011 at 3:50 PM UTC
highway.
I’m afraid of ******* up Afraid of that thing I called ‘it’ my whole life Not knowing that ‘it’ was really just me Not knowing That what I’m afraid of is my own fear In the last gear On this highway I like to call life I’m, revved up and flying full throttle towards the edge Dangling between The sun, And the sharp rocks of reality Splat, crash And in a flash All of my dreams are gone **** And I’m stuck in another coma, for another nineteen years Until I have another life crisis I feel the need To speed Out of I’ll walk these streets alone Until I find the oz’s home And you can beep bop To my beat box As this street walks To my solo Whoa, If I could go? Another way with a new day And the new play on this new field Where this game starts Fwap Goes the minute hand Faster than a blinking man As the crowd screams so loud The noise is silent Slow down, wait cause Imma do what was never done And imma win what was never won They say all roads lead to hell? Well, They also said all roads lead to Rome And lemme just tell you….that Rome? Was no home To me So I’m gonna keep on trekking Keep regrettin’ Till I find, what I got in mind And that is Peace Piece inside Figure out all these pieces I could never fit together Till I get a whole There’s the goal I’ll find that inner child And the crowd goes wild
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Nov 28, 2011
Nov 28, 2011 at 3:50 PM UTC
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