we have been, we have seen even with sour throats spiting, cause these bones still feel seventeen.
how long will it take to make the first step, giving every right to what it means.
we have been, we have seen wolfpack pushed of the stream.
without shivers or a second chance against our grief seasons pass, and if we hurl this cold world we die in dreams.
why?! ask yourself.
endlessly drowning in passion brought you here, was this served on a platter or did you yearn for every chance.
will we be a spark, to lie down becoming a stair for footsteps to come
building something so simple that it almost disappears in the eyes of common man.
obsession, reminding frustration it comes in sincere melodies and its our medications.
dedication sticks under your nails, but can you dig it true all by your self.
without shivers or a second chance against our grief seasons pass
and if we hurl this cold world we die in dreams.
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