Cold
Cold shivers run down my spine
I jurn for something real
that will be completly mine
It makes me so weary
that I seem to loose track of time
and what ever I do
it nevers seems to be enough
and it’s never fine.
Cause when I fall
Cause when I tumble down
eventually at a certain point
I’ll crash and hit the ground
Knowing that I’ve passed and gone beyond
that what I still haven’t found
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