nothing i say comes out right
i cant love without à fight
no one ever knows m'y name
when i pray for sun it rains
im so sick of wasting time
but nothing is moving in m'y mind
inspiration cant be found
i cant write books i dont have an author's mind but still im alive so follow me guys
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