Days of I
The days of our lives, in which we lived so hopelessly.
Dear God, I've gave it all I got.
When will the devil stop choking me?
Before I reeked of sin, they never noticed me.
The days of our lives,
Turmoil kept me content.
Animosity flowed through the air as if it
Came through the vents.
He recognized the twisted intentions of a weak mind.
I tap danced with Lucifer, while on several occasions making love to the life of crime.
The Days of our lives.
Her heart is still drenched with regret.
Im still a slave to the money, but I 've learned
no amount of gin can wash away the stress.
The days of our lives.
There was a time when I didn't know roses came with thorns.
As if the highway to success did not have many storms.
The days of our lives
When a torn heart felt just fine.
Copyright © Trey Austin | Year Posted 2016
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