Jacob Guinn (05-18-1994 / San Ramon, California)
Lost In Peace
I'm walking this earth, like I'm the only one
Nothing can't be done
Nothing can help me
Is this what it is suppose to be?
I keep looking back to check whats behind
But whats the point, Nothing can be rewind
Hoping the future is different then my past
Living my life like everyday is my last
Blue skies or grey skies
All I hear is lies
Every hour something new comes along
Is this the place where I belong?
I believe so, but it isn't looking good
Nothing to drink and no food
Listening to the music that keeps me going
Is this my life that they are showing
So this is what I'm going through
What else is there to do?
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