Our lungs is fill with the essence of lies
Cirling into our heart
And fading when we are lost
The soul is never exist
The thought is never regret
When we choose our own path
We almost forgot to the people
That we've been through with
Its just flowing like the falls
And We have revealed to you, confirming that which preceded it of the Scripture and as a criterion over it. So judge between them it is a people of tyrannical strength, we will never enter it until they leave it
If it start from the beauty life
Sometimes the will be a scars
And someone got their own perception
To feel their heart
Blind yourself and think what happen to us
Each part of my body
Every blood tension that ruins in my veins
And every second that my pulse are beating
I'm so fuckin confused
Our lungs is fill with the essence of lies
Cirling into our heart
And fading when we are lost
The soul is never exist
The thought is never regret
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