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State of Mind


This is the concrete jungle With a pocket full of dreams Where inspiration meets temptation A city oy in a small town The future is bright My thoughts ride a higher train Higher Than intution Zoning out like spaceships But im not a star .. ordinary kid Everyday is a challenge Fight the way to the top With the power of the Heaven's Gate, i turn into a human shell Hotter than the Devil's shoes Burn a hater with their own rumor My mind .. is a paint brush The world is my drawing board Let's make art This pocket of dreams Become reality with memories
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