MANY TIMES MANY TIMES I HAVE SET HER AN LET
ME SOUL GO THROUGH THIS PEN ON TO THIS PAPER
MY SOUL CRYS I AM NOT WHAT YOU THINK I AM
INSIDE I AM BROKE UP I MEAN WHAT AM I TO DO
WHEN THE WORLD I ONCE KNEW IN NOW JUST A
VISION IN THE REAR VIEW MIORR......DIE LIVE FOR
WHAT IS THERE SOMETHING TO LIVE FOR MY MIND
WONDERS I AM A REBEL WITH OUT A COURSE SOME
GIVE ME DIRECTION.......LIFE NOW THERES A FUNNY
CONSEPT AS LIFE TIES MY HAND THERES NOTHING FOR ME TO LIVE FOR FORM THE
EARTH TO THE HEAVENS THE ANGLES HOLD ME BECAYSE I KNOW THAT GOD IS THE
ONLY ONE THAT CAN HOLD ME AN CONSLE SOMEONE LIFE ..............NOTHING TO SAY
NO ONE WITH ME NO ONE BY ME NO ONE IN FRONT OF MEBUT HERE I STAND
DONTEZTHE FUCKIN MAN RIGHT HERE WITH LIFE IN THE PALM OF MY HAND BUT
YOU TELL ME WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO DO WHEN THAT DAY
COMES.............BREATH...............BREATH...............BREATH............BREATH...........FLA---------------------------------------F-L-A-T L-I-N-E---------------------------------------------------NAW BUT I`M A LIVE
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