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In The Darkness Of The Night


Higher in money Higher in religion Yet this religious shits of my life Had such a beautiful story to tell In the darkness of the night You once again realize What is life after all When everyone in life Turns out to be beauty With an innate sense of ride Their colored skin pride Their injured voice In the darkness of the night You once again realize How you feel raped of your rights You try to ignore it all It still won't go away You try to turn away Yet it still stays Once again it repeats itself Like a story it has to tell In the darkness of the night You once again realize Maybe something you missed You try to look at the picture Yet like something from hell It feels framed and sized Something that feels familiar Like some story of my life Which won't go away No matter how hard I try It will say what it has to say Until it has written itself Once again today In the darkness of the night Once again I realize As I once again I try to picture What it had to say
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