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War Against Odds

Tell the world how I stumble everyday But you can't say it to me If you have little problems Throw words straight in to me My problems are not yours But it's your disease Your head twirls and swirls My issues infested your head It's not good to see to use gun When someone closes his eyes Pulls the trigger with no conscience A gun shot can kill a pure heart I build my world for years Slowly destroys piece by piece My life, your controversy It's a big deal of everybody I try to be as good as loyal companion But loopholes are your favorite I'm a flower fading in time My reputation becomes darker as it seems You want to talk something Something funny when my ghost is around When I found myself sitting next to you Your tongue is as quiet as ghost town This is why I trust nobody but myself Hate discussing artificial resolutions Our brilliant minds don't resolve issues We make saga within ourselves We make fight but no love We make coercion but there's no heart What is the point of saying sorry If you keep on saying bad things against me Call me names whatever you like But that puts more fuel on fire I hate to say that this is neverending If this is what they called war against odds

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