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Zelos7 Jun 2017
The bus driver said, we're going down
He meant to drive me downtown
Somebody stop me, I have no driver license
The science behind it is as scary as ISIS
Daddy keeps telling me this is what life is

The plain stays on the lain
Stained with my train of thought
I try and change it but it is staying
No matter how much I have fought.
I did that a lot, but can't stop the rot
I strot down the streets, and see fleets in the sky
I'm sly at hiding my daydreams outside
Am I allowed to look crazy what they say despite

I know a lot of things
scratch it, I don't know ****
But I at least I admit it
My vision's like a matchstick lit
I don't see very much, I latch on what I do
And I don't really have a crew
***** these guys too
And you can call me a fool
And you won't even be wrong
But at one conviction I am strong
That I won't be here for long
And I wanna be like King Kong
Maybe hated, maybe feared, but true to his nature
And to guys who hate on this, well, I'll see ya later
I don't have a bike named Slater
I don't want to live in past
My life is going forwards too fast
And one of these days will be last

I live on a sinking boat
Scratch it, I am one
But as long as I have fun
I will run and run and run
Who knows, maybe one day I'll be strong
Maybe I'll crack my skull bone
From smacking against this wall
That stole my faith and more
It made me what I am today
And this way I won't stay
For too long, I must say
Change hits me like everyday
At the end of the day it's all a play
But I might get good at this acting bit
Sometime I even feel nice and fit
But I know soon comes time to bleed
And it's all part of this mad world
As I watch it expand and unfold
Though I need not to be foretold
That the full picture I won't behold
But hey I am already sold
And to take a refund I'd have to be too bold.
life contemplating mortality joy self bars
Ruslan Nov 8
Sector clear
A you square
That begin
O to win

No a needed
That my edit
Then my friend
I love scred

Then again
Off you bein
There for you
I don't crow

Then to son
To my born
What again
To my bein

Six ago
You a no
Sector чист
You чекист

And for you
Then to you
Then begin
And my screen

Set ago
To you now
Then to me
I love see

What and rush
That a фарш
So to you
I love you

Six a need
Fo love set
Then to you
I love you

Cover me
Plant and bomb
******* strot
I'm кастрот

Six ago
So to gone
******* you
So much to

Planting bomb
Off diffuser
Six a need
Wall destroyed

Wen to go
My in born
Then to be
Cover me

Its you nub
What you ****
There's good
Its good luck

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