living
Hardened
And chained
Saw me comin
Vicking on a terrain
Passing across the window curtain
Watching like tourist on the mountain
And where we going darlin
Why you have a coin
So were flying
Like keeping
Promises is
Leaving.
Nothing
Copyright © Roldan Uybubulante | Year Posted 2017
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