A path that must be found
Like the masses traveling a path of dark mystery...
There are so many emotions
Running through my veins...
Midnight, sleeping beneath canopy
of stars, of which morning prospers...
In my world there is no tear to cry,
no fear or pain to cloud over ones mind...
With the soil approaching fast and all hopes...
Extend your wings and take a chance she did say...
Fake god
Worship a fake god...
0-5 weeks:
Although my life is so brand new...
A healthy face
A serene look...
Fold the paper
Corner to corner...
Why is it that when you're backed into a corner
It makes you feel alive...
We often wonder and question,
the meaning of life...
they put the oil
on the baby...