Relations
Knocking on the sky and I'm listening to the sound
as I'm trying to get some of the thing they call love
My eyes see something my brain refuses to process
Suckling from the teeth of life just to gain strife...I put in the time so I'm gonna take it...
When Somebody's winning somebody's always losing
There is always a chance but u got to take it
Before u can make it...
I'm the one u seek
But not the one u see
The one u hear but not the one u listen to...
The one u found but the one that later u put a bullet through...
Hum cant forget or lose something u never truly had still the thoughts of our could be relations make me sad...
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