Misery
My position is that I don’t know when to give and when to receive, i've been lost I must admit
I see the love and I hang on it.
I see the passion but never follow it.
Am I a joke!
for mimicking such emotions, I do provoke what I see.
can be some happiness
in a movie
where some rich kid surrounded by some groupies as they yell in his ear screaming book me.
rookie
Misery. I dually note
rainy days have you wet but never soaked
pause.
where is the sensation for my nation?
Stitched together by roots lies and chains
Hahaha its America in our eyes its all the same
Where you celebrate for a month about the truth
But the rest of the year we’re mute
I told you my mother say
I told you my father say
Misery I dually note
In the past I thought any and every one dreamed to exit the past
Now it seems those of the future want to go back to the past
Well where do I go to last.