Story telling it pick up the paste
Looking up to sky
More things on my chest then word that can point to
Hold hand to side I guess I had a bigger angel keep moving
Wait
Every day looking each way waking up to see the same thing
Good thing about being passion is always a door that open
Never take my mind on off goals set
Just take of my hat warm up for set
Breaking
Give me a moment to express my point view
Take this and taken that man looking up man looking down
Heart feel with rage god knows a man true intension
Hearts of hearts only god can tell a man true passion
Faith Be The Keeper do people for give or try to change there way
Dear God.
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