The roses still shines red, and the ocean still rolling blue
And even the clouds still smiling while the wind still play it calm
The steps I take aren't dead, while my body still rolling through
And my soul are glowing from my sins, while I'm still waiting for my faith inside a rum
We have a strong will inside a mortal body, but we're still being chased by our own doom
When your brain and heart still fighting there must be something that cannot be pursued
And if you can't find the answer let it be, just let it inside your room
Because your brain still shining bright, and your heart still telling the truth.
YOU ARE READING
S.A.T.U.F.A.N.A
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