new times draw upon me i cant forsee whats next.
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but i feel free to do what i have to do,
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i answer to, only g.o.d. i look up to. cant say ive changed,
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cant say that im still the same.
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i mintain through my mindstrains to figure out the next move without pain.
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still searching for teh way to work it out,
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soul searching cant do nothing about what lies next on lifes list,
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will i live, will we ever get out?
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trapped visions that i must believe,
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so far away from i cant retreat.
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sometimes i find a way to get mine,
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other times im lost, im blind.
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the pressure gets hard B,
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i cant lose track its always on me.
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i cant stray cuz it wont go away,
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gotta figure out the next move day by day.
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times out!
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do or die, its my time, its my life, its my time,
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do or die. do or die, its our time-its our lives.
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times out.
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Still Searching
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| Madball |
