My LIFE SOURCE
I have these visions of WINNING but hold on, my Phone is ringing
No more putting on PROCRASTINATING but hold on, my Phone is ringing
I don't know why I need it, my Phone gets rid of this empty FEELING
Words inside my head, too often CONCEALING
The fact we don't look up enough
I'll forever try to see the side your BRINGING but wait hold on, my Phone is ringing.
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