A Far Cry

Walking on this deserted path, the actions of wrath of the blizzard of the math, laughter of the inside of tears, for the certain of containment of fear no matter of what it appears, money which made no sense, the religion of what we both pull up against, the hidden in the fence love is lost and we both was past tense

Love is blinded and I'm Ray Charles we both cannot be proven to see the fall, the weak will stand tall the strong will forget the rest, the best is the one's that will get tested, less to the mess and the chest of life, we never seen what wrong that meets the rights, the sights lost the patiences and we all are heavily waiting on the time

Crime ios just another language, with 400 years of anguish, my pain is the sit in and the shut in and we all don't know where we all began, truthfully the religion sat rootfully, factually nothing is sat in stone, human bone is sat in scientific facts, its hard to react that we both lose track, home of the contacts lose the lack

Maybe we all black and that we all hold some kind of shame, the loin in the zoo without the muscles to become tame is the world insane, the drain of the pain, is the world that never met the causes of the frame, if my words is a lie then this is a far cry

RHONE