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Perfect walk slowly creeping
Styling is black Walking on track
This is me
The one , who don't need recognition
It's my faction,
my conviction
my repetition
Friction from inner space roller of dice and speaker of Evil and peace
Yea I don't care
If you dere
Than you dere
And I respect that
We all live in same shit where we need to repeat every fucking dayle routine day like new spin turning Around changing our grind
So we spit out and take in
Unstoppable charging station where all what we seek is elevation, some kind of help
Like whole life we can't speak true fact and honestly react to what we get and what we felt
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It's our curse
But is our Life to
Living and Srching what we love to
What we want to get
Yea honestly
That's truth mate
We all live in dreams when reality slowly passing by
Flying years passing fast
Whan nothing can promise you that after death you will rest
This all can be 1 big feast for god's that are on sleeping rest, maybe story of beauty and beast were real.
I don't know
Live your life how your Heart feals
PEACE
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