Wrapped up in a maasai shukaHolding you holding meCelebrating the best feelingFrom the day we metIn house filled with strange faceIts been like sailing in the arms of an angelWrapped in stranger little handsIts where my happiness really hidesFinding you looking at meSmiling back,feeling so good and aliveSo afraid of you goneIt would be a criminal offense if you held another this closeSaw your tears oncesTold myself never againWork myself to death for that smileDreams from three years backStill haunt me to this dateShe might be married and happyWhile am happy waiting on nothingWrapped warmly in her spaceKissing her neck every single chance i getI will have it back some dayEven if it's after the end of the end🛹🛹🛹🛹🛹
Nothing goes as planned, we are creatures of fate In a world of distress we all search for something to call perfect In this times of fakes a real one is a commodity of great purchase Falling in crowds of hate, looking for understanding and praise Too young for this tears we shed for the ones we love Standing in this light I feel like Lydia talks it right, it's nothing but another stage of life This waves crash into our hearts, pushing us to limits we fight to escape We try hard to maintain our humanity, struggling with the feelings of oneness With one broken wing I will cover you with the fragments that made me Forgetting that everything around US has crushed and burnt I will read you the tales of Lydia, hoping it will create an angel out of you 'When life has corned you, giving you nothing as a lifeline When the stress feels like an army of devils on a rampage campaign When nothing feels right in your heart a...

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