New Inspiration
Trying to find that new inspiration...
Getting in touch with my
imagination...
My life needs some holy sanitation...
To get me out of this sinful
manipulation...
I sit back and dream...
Of the fame, cars, and bling...
I wake up and it seems...
That i'm a lifetime away from these
things...
But what I've wanted from the
start...
Is to simply give my heart...
Not have it torn apart...
Or pierced with darts...
So I write this not for the fame...
But because of my pain...
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