death lies in the power of your tongue
so i decide not to speak
in the mountain of life
i wont stop till i reach its peak
i go on every day
tryin to better myself
linding out a hand
but i am the one who needs help
i stop just take a breather
cause this race i am running is to fast
still running forward
not looking back on the past
it kills to breath
and it pains to talk
i feel so free
with no time to walk
my life has just begun
my journey has just ended
i am my father wich is my son
when i look on the past
my game is done
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