Never say never because it seems like forever, however, its better now then ever, to produce more clever, knowledge but whatever, I compound memories toward these histories, then what do they believe, we are all lost in the false tense of the past so the past seem obsolete, thears sweat through the red sea, trying to be discreet in this dark concrete
Relationships without trust, its a must then wheres the love, the definition where people forget to mission to talk of, we walking in the desert state, we are all trying to find our fate, but our faith is at a minimum, a system of improvished income, the victim syndrome, where they give you a little of nothing and expect you to do one thing, so we swing to the opposite dream
screaming a the stream that have a foreign scheme, this is not a plan of action, often subtracting the relapsing and collipsing into another level, the scheme of thing is where the devil bring, and when trouble sings, this is not what it takes to become on a team, rebellious to the art of being abnormal, this is the thought of turmoil, the soils into the ground cant find the deep root
cant commute where slaves and the often brave with uncherished graves, dont know there names then im at rage, is this what you engaged, cant turn the other page, sighted to the world, another form of gnarled, i hear the lost visions of these decisions we all shall listen, but the real question do you do the hearing, fearing of the judgement, thought that wise words was heaven sent
then my back is what i react into what im up against, is im hiding into the fence, the thought of your future is past tense, then dont look at me with disgust, the main confusion is with lust and love, can you fit that ham in my glove the dirt is not under the rug, its on top and its visible to see, can comprehend to what it is to believe not matter what you achieve, please dont be decieved
RHONE