after a lonely night i wake up with glimpses of nightmares, but i gotta carry on...the fight.
self reflection ringing in my head, there's no alternative to the presence of a fellow human being.
the extreme highs and lows will tire your soul but without passion there is no man.
time will never fade, and i am afraid, that i will succumb to my fears once again.
but please, tell me, is there excitement in the suburbs of new jersey?
self reflection ringing in my head, there's no alternative to the presence of a fellow human being.
the extreme highs and lows will tire your soul but without passion there is no man.
time will never fade, and i am afraid, that i will succumb to my fears once again.
but please, tell me, is there excitement in the suburbs of new jersey?
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