Hides the pain
In the end,the most clever conspiracy,not just in your mind.
The words that she taught you,the ones that you found
Queens to protect,the song and sound
I'm happy in this place,it makes more sense
From my window,over the fence.
Bless me with focus,free me from can't(s)
Please excuse,the melodramatic rants
May the tears flow,down like rain
Noone quite knows,how the beard hides the pain
The words that she taught you,the ones that you found
Queens to protect,the song and sound
I'm happy in this place,it makes more sense
From my window,over the fence.
Bless me with focus,free me from can't(s)
Please excuse,the melodramatic rants
May the tears flow,down like rain
Noone quite knows,how the beard hides the pain
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Life is A f*cked-up -ass Math problem of compromise in which you might not figure out,but maybe you will get A few answers. Home is not A place,it\'s A state of mind Don\'t worry \'bout me darling,I\'ll be fine.