Future Holds
See-through a hole
what future holds
I can't say nothing but the truth
whichever whatever
we go we see nothing but the cold
when are we gonna say or when can we say
when this is gonna over
grey color bit by bit hugs the body
all the younger colors turn to the darkest hours
when people gonna survive the Unsurvivable
left behind things never will be left behind
since this is a circle, everything will be back in no time
No love or no hate wasted on nothing but life
there must be something on the water which we haven't see but tried to see not have seen
finally, it will hugs everyone except the death
all the younger self turns to the wrong things
what can we say or what can we do
maybe it's over
we'll see
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