A Cell In a Big Round Ball
It feels like we’re doing time,
like life is a cell in a big round ball.
But keep doing what you do that makes you, you.
No matter how hard it takes to pull through.
In due time Heaven ain't hard to find.
No doubt earth is one hell of a kind.
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