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Now I'm going to sleep,

I didn't get any sleep last night,

So the fuck with it!

Try waking me up,

And I'll fuck you up with my fist!

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Some people might say life sucks,
or life is full of shit...

While other people say life is beautiful,
or life is full of surprises...

I must say, I agree with all of those,

Life is whatever you think of it,
and everything you think of it...

Life is what you make of it,
and what you say of it...

Life is all about you and how you treat it,
Because, Life is YOU so be careful how you describe it...

We sometimes say we need a change,
As a change is good as a rest,
But often fail to ponder,
If change is for the best...

When we feel change will do the trick,
And itÂ’s time for a change,
Do we really stop to think,
And have a frank exchange?..

And if we change too many things,
In way, or shape, or form,
Then constant need to change occurs,
And change becomes the norm...

And so, if youÂ’re sore tempted,
To spawn unneeded change,
Just change your mind and see that you,
DonÂ’t change it, for a change...

So many people still judged by their race,
For such there never ought to be a place...

"A fair go" those untruthful words I do recall,
There is no such a thing as a "fair go for all"...

Though we live in a so called democracy,
Of racism we never will be free...

They judge you by where you come from and the color of your skin,
For many equality and respect seems impossible to win...

A magical thing,

One thing that is true magic,

You will always remember it,

Never forget it,

Love and kiss have one thing in common,

They are magical,

They are the two things that are,

True magic in life...

Tearing through this ghost town,

They haunt the lifeless streets,

Still it seems they call our names,

But we will never feel the same...

Tonight will pass us by,

As we are breathing in this moonlit air,

As the world it seems to disappear,

But I'm asleep at the wheel...

Somehow my words are rendered useless,

Still I pull my lip down to my chest,

Just to show you how my jaw is,

Tired from waiting to say the things that you should hear,

Afterall we're still the same,

These empty promises seem to never change...

The night will come,

Rrip away her wings of innocence through every word we say,

Maybe it's time to spit out the core of our rotting union,

Hopefully before it chokes us to our senses....

For a second I wish the tide,

Would just swallow every inch of this city,

As you gasp for air tonight...

And here I am,

Pouring my heart onto these rooftops,

Just a ghost to the world...