Distractions

Distractions What falsely makes you happy Could be your destruction Cos there is no paradise in hell Most hell feels like heaven nowadays So trade your ways with cautiousness Let your conciseness be alive Their is power in thought So picture your life by yourself Be the author of your ways Be the origin of your movement The universe will moves with you Only when you are ready to be yourself So I chant satisfy my soul oh God For I have been wailing Yes I have been through ups and down I refuse to be where the world thinks I should be Cos my dreams is not their vision My prayers is not their answer My life is not their ways My sermons are pure Yet the world is made of false hope Full of diverse Distractions.