You face your inner desires
For now your world no longer exists -
where's your confidence, hunny?
Oh I see it's fading away
Just as well as your smile.
You were stupid enough to exchange
all your honesty, pride
to a coupla perversions
and it's not even half of your life
but your soul is such a dark and dirty
hole
Take a look at yourself, plastic doll,
aren't you sick -
face it you must like being a freak.
Trusting your own lies is now a brand,
you have not even noticed
how you turned into dust
This is where you stand.
You were haunting for idols of a rotten extent
No friends, no power, you just caught discontent.
Losing a fight is only a step
Youth is much shorter
than you're thinking, my friend.
So baby restrain all impatient intentions
It's gonna hurt
still time will give ya comprehension.
Denying routine
© Copyright: Джулз Нюд, 2015
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