Understanding life is a f***ing storm
Ans you can't understand it without desiring this f****ing storm
It's not that complicated .. if you're afraid
You cannot understand my wordsIf you're desperate , hungry .. angry , mad at me
You cannot focus on the point
Then you cannot see what i'm trying to show you here
If you don't open that f***ing door .. and deside to swim into the storm
Then you won't see the beauty of existence ever .. there's always another way to explain feelings ...
If you cannot see yourself as a winner ... then it's not completely your fault
All what's in your life helped
If you feel like you cannot understand the storm .. trust me it's only the fact that you cannot feel it yet
Time ...
Will give it to you ..
You'll have madness .. you'll get your mission
An Enemy .. A plan .. A price
Guns if you want and time'll ride you to your battlefield
Everything will make senseto you .. and then you'll know what to do
But fisrt ..
You decide to decide who you wanna be first
Someone who knows that he's here now only to live later .. or someone who's praying for money avoidingthe fact it didn't work ...
You can choose if you wanna die
Your way ..
Or there way ..
Because death is the price we pay fo the time we took in life ..
Hurts more when you know that you didn' live it right
You only live under your conditions in the strom , you'll be someone who get's life code
An important information .. then he get's to be the one who satesfied ...
The special one who's always kn the right place .. the right mood .. and the right time ..
The only dreamer in the nightmare of ugly life .. it's not about me talking to you it's all about you understanding life ..
Do you wanna be part of the storm or not ?
This is the only question that you need to answer honestly .. and i don't need your honest f****ing answer .. you need it more than i do ...
Desire ... your dreams are a desire ...
Love .. Money .. Food
Good days .. and Bad days .. are a desire
And Hope ... is a desire ...
There's always a first until you get to know god as you .. what's inside you belongs to the sky
What's your desire ?
A life ?
Love ? Fame maybe ..
If you got to choose one of them .. you will know that it's not complited yet
Because someone like me .. who deside that i wanna be me .. i would want to take it all because i've seen the strom
You go insane at the beginings .. but you always get somewhere in you
My logic says it's not your fault when you cannot feel something
They did not teach you how to use them ...
And you didn't choose to learn
So ... warriors .. Fighters .. Believers and Dream catchers
Like me
Have something to say to this f***ing planet it's between us and life and all what's comes in between is just way
A way to win
Or a way to lose
We lost a lot inside the strom but again we want the fight .. if you got it as i feel it
And if you know it's not how mush i'm convincing ... but how mush life is surious
You'll understand the first real picture of you mind...
When you don't look for happiness only but ... also you get the life .. desire my son
Comes with pain and joy .. desire my son
Will make sure that you are not the toy in the storm ...
Desire my son ...
Desire ...
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