My Lane
Somethings never change
Ever spinning moon and rain
Nothing I can do to change it
3 dimentional I stand tall
Cant help the way the wolrd wish I would fall
No simple me
No room for petty grief
Misery bound, HATE that it goes around
Bullets steady with no name
Stand still and thats your frame
Stay pushing in my own lane
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