millions of peopleMillions of people A permanent frown stuck on your facemillions of people
Is becoming harder and harder to erase
A lullaby sung in the night is the last thing u hear after your tucked in tight But u don’t know why You just need to cry
And you need the whole world to listen why do we live If nobody ever cares
why do you lie Like all those millions of people You want to be like those millions of people you want to fit in but you'll never get in
waterwho i used to beWHO I USED TO BE The day the music died in my eyes Was the day the monster took over my life Made me do those funny things But, today I want my music back The hardest part is to know I used to play guitar A passion I thought would never fade Until the monster came Today I want it backwho i used to be
I want my six string in my hands I know I will never be as good as I could be And that just kills me I’ve listened to everyone play and heard myself say That was me Who I used to be What I miss in me Who I’m supposed to be I see my favorites passionat
| I love music and i love to write, im ok at drawing. |
HELLOOOOO
Joy
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"What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal."
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"What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal."
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"What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal."
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"What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal."
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"What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal."
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