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Lost In My Mind

I woke up to the sounds of gun shots I’m not in hell, just in a prison cell I call home- Paterson Behind these bars The world looks so different like an atomic bomb of colors exploded while I was gone. Chorus Bullets flying through the air Cutting lives like there was a way to replace that Like an old pair of Nikes weathering the storm after fifty years of dust and neglect I wish for a better place, A nicer home, Better living conditions for my mom Verse 2 Walking through the streets in my mind Never thinking about my life I live in the past when a notebook produced my only escape But another shot flies through the air and brings me back to reality- I’m a murderer Never to see light again. Chorus Bullets flying through the air Cutting lives like there was a way to replace that Like an old pair of Nikes weathering the storm after fifty years of dust and neglect I wish for a better place, A nicer home, Better living conditions for my mom Verse 3 Adrenaline pumping as I’m ready to punch the cold bars, But I wake up for a second time and I realize Life continues when you die No matter what. And I was lost in my mind but not anymore. I know who I am, I know what’s right and what’s wrong, But most importantly- I understand. John Monteblanco June 30, 2014

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Date: 7/1/2014 11:37:00 AM
I really like the idea of your song. Keep going!
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