Times Are Changing
I got the world on my shoulders
But nobody understands
I got the weight of my plans,
In the palm of my hands
See in the beginning there’s
no place That I stand
But for others I’m just another invaluable plan.
To say that I see my future
Is not my command
But to say another man
Would never understand
Is already another prolific stand.
Gods got a plan they say
Just wait on it god will see you through
But life’s just shifting the atmosphere
And this atmosphere is polluted.
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