You're sitting there,
Without a care,
Unsure of your fate.
Of your love, rage and hate.
Confused and waiting
For something great.
Aware that you can't change fate.
Yet life moves on
For you,
A little too late.
You're sitting there, Without a care, Unsure of your fate. Of your love, rage and hate. Confused and waiting For something great. Aware that you can't change fate. Yet life moves on For you, A little too late. |
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