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writing my fate
these days are passing me by with the lie they write in the sand.
I'll shake your fate with these itching hand's
Im young, filled with blood so strong.
the chills of my future bring me closer.
Im on my way to the music age.
the rage is far from their heads.
these kids are dead with false hope.
Life is from breathing the music.
focus.
were not wrong for being misunderstood.
Im not just a freak, im not weak.
I fight for my right to speak for me.
I know who I am.
I found my place to be.
Im writing my fate.
I'll shake your fate with these itching hand's
Im young, filled with blood so strong.
the chills of my future bring me closer.
Im on my way to the music age.
the rage is far from their heads.
these kids are dead with false hope.
Life is from breathing the music.
focus.
were not wrong for being misunderstood.
Im not just a freak, im not weak.
I fight for my right to speak for me.
I know who I am.
I found my place to be.
Im writing my fate.
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