7-11
Seven times, I’ve been told
That I take wing when I am bold
I take footsteps towards heaven
I fake a smile times seven eleven
I told ya seven times
I was up all night,
Counting tons of dimes
Boy, what a sight!
Seven eleven comes to mind
Words in my head I can’t find
I’m blind with tears in my eyes
I overheard your secret lies
It lies within my heart
The moment it tears me apart
Seven times, I’ve been told
That I take wing when I am bold
I take footsteps towards heaven
I fake a smile times seven eleven
Midnight crawls into my brain
I’ve lost my train of thought
Wondering if I’m still sane
I guess that I have forgot
Seven times, I’ve been told
That I take wing when I am bold
I take footsteps towards heaven
I fake a smile times seven eleven
My soul cries to the grave
My mind is a puzzling maze
My heart is solemn and brave
I’m going through yet another phase
Seven times, I’ve been told
That I take wing when I am bold
I take footsteps towards heaven
I fake a smile times seven eleven
Don’t worry about a thing,
For you are my everything
So, let it go
Let it go
Let it all go
The wind moves to and fro
To and fro
To and fro
Set me free
Set me free
Leave me be
Set me free from captivity
Free me from wretched reality and fulfill my fantasy
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2017
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