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Temporary

As I reckon..    
Our pure hearts collided in this furious car race  
We move too fast our dirty minds, we used as we pace    
I forced myself to put on this fake smiley face    
And until am almost half way mileage    
My sight set on nothing but the only free way    
Sorry, fella I just don't know how to wave or say goodbye..    
I just hate it when I tell and your eyes is the look like I'm kind of high..    
 
No where to run  
It is our turn  
  
 
Speaking in a tongue that only sounds ordinary    
Inside my head it was such a disturbing burglary    
For the past seven days I've been standing two-four/seven inside a quarry   And now standing at your grave in this cemetery..    
Years ago    
I said it to your face bluntly..    
What you provided for me to believe is contrary    
Yeah!..    
But I believe!..    
Yeah!    
Blindly!    
Never had a plan b    
I raised my hands begging    
This better play out temporary    
   
   
Time heals!    
Yeah..    
Not pills!    
That's temporary
   
   
Hitting the bottom of a rock to show how I want this so bad    
Even as my skin wrinkles I recall it and it still feel sad    
This stain of shame painted inside my eyes    
In front of you I just have to look sideways   Sorry it's a game whereby your mind is my only way    
In such a cloudy and rainy day    
And that's why I keep on dreading sunrise..    
   
At most am done    
At worst am gone
   
   
Speaking in a tongue that only sounds ordinary    
Carefully look up and stare at me      
I have no scar on my face    
Though this guilt shows clear in my face You can tell I'm looking sideways    
But am not Scarface    
I have a high gaze    
In cold blood    
I am this pirate    
Knight and day I gyrate    
For seven days I was standing inside a quarry
   
   
At night!    
My eyes won't blink    
Yeah!..    
I won't sleep!    
Nor dreams!    
Ah!    
Still screams!    
Argggggh..    
Rub me some cream    
Yeah!..
   
   
This got to be temporary    
Inside my head it was this disturbing burglary    
   
I might be wrong  
But am in the zone  
   
I must admit    
I must submit
   
   
   
 
Written by Numer90 (Numer0-un0)
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