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Thoughts

Pop is the verse that makes the rhythm go boom
These are my thoughts my feeling and my heart
That no one can take away
Now stop
Evening out tonight
I never would have took that chance
A song upon a stage
A dance I never got
Sitting in a car with some green
Rolling eyes and self-esteem
Brought my world down on me
Now stop
Just looking around all I see is what I made
From possibilities
My heart and fucked up dreams
My life in a pile of steam
Left to burn with my fame
I found a hollow world made from dreams
These are the reasons
That I see
So I stopped and look around
To find myself
Instead I noticed I lost myself
Through broken dreams
So all I have to do
To mend these images
I pick up the pieces
And make a dream
Written by blasko89
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