..my head..churns out lines..that sometimes seem to rhyme..bit by bit they fit..to be a complete misfit..to me its my freedom...a revolution..my mental evolution...
Today is a New Day
Cause yesterday went by,
its 30 past 12
and I am flying high,
Gotta call the girlfriend,
Then I rise high,
Through the sky,
the stars, bye bye,
Another world,
Another Me,
Or can the subconscious,
be reality.
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- Beach
- Beggars
- Body
- Buddha
- Care
- Children
- Clouds
- Countries
- Daughter
- Death
- Desire
- Dreams
- Drugs
- Earth
- Ego
- Existence
- Father
- Fool
- Forever
- Freedom
- God
- Grand Father
- Greed
- Hell
- Humanity
- Introspection
- Life
- Light
- Love
- Lust
- Man
- Mentors
- Money
- Mountains
- Nature
- Needs
- Night
- Pain
- Past
- Peace
- People
- Poverty
- Psychedelics
- Reality
- Relationships
- Religion
- Revolution
- Smile
- Soul
- Spirituality
- Stress
- Sunset
- Television
- Thoughts
- Together
- Walls
- War
- Woman
- Work
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