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Time is running out w/ every line that I write,
I can feel the walls closing in my lungs are getting tight...
I'm fighting to bleed trying to see through to the future.
Define truth and find a higher level of music.
Time is running out w/ every line that I write,
I can feel the walls closing in my lungs are getting tight...
I'm fighting to bleed trying to see through to the future.
Define truth and find a higher level of music.
Beatrida43 years old from Syria |
MY TEXTS, Archive 2 Texts
Firl flip (1) - 2006-03-02
His Karmageddon...of eden - 2006-03-01
"Has it changed your life yet?"