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A Renegade

Share with the handle that holds you forget how to mold ya its important
to blend beyond the means a special taunt to provide naturally through barriers
in much soght after eternity bend the knee a good taste of a homily
building bridges faced to flee a combersome message to be set free
monumental into coincidental you grab a hold of the power down from the wire
meet me in the caboose I go loose captured in the most presentable to most
moving forward into the future have your pets spayed or neutered minus the bling
there is a whole host of noise buried bellow the pillow time to know
life is what you make it others try to fake it following well below,
busy as you can see the topic of your brain to freeze busy as a bee
shampoo hidden in the news a cable turn of what matters most

each day we gain clout to react the given map to follow right back
shifting as if emblems for a poor young lady trouble ahead face full of dread
look at nature the belt that God has made a really close folly take it easy
flow from under the game an even stand ever bit bland
there are news to see building forth my legacy
as a young child I dreamed many dreams

holding hands to wither the storm bridge back the curtain at the time you were born
sad official playing in the mud coming from a hand up above
shallow rain in the circle who am I to believe on my centered means
there are goals to connect the fret of illusion which can help breed
trying toward the over load a given chance to breath
today is the turning point of an untimely event an even coaster to prevent a dent
stay clear of the pillow great magnified my window caught between the window
aspirin to gain who am I to blame we all came clean,

so much for martians we now breed a squirrel stearing the mile stone of its pleasant home
I'm the given renegade stearing bridges got it made like a dog without its bone
it is in my covenant as a renegade I watch the fire go die down featured fine
stay a close to the whisper herald a man in the middle playing second fiddle

The renegade passes on with a milestone soon to win just to be forgiven again
reach out toward your gun having a scent of fun close the door on surplus shield,
let me take you on a journey where the mentality is sworn powers to be in its scorn
being filled with laughter not to forget the great here after e wallow in the storm

keep your mind free a life free to meet catastrophe,
mark the man willing to explore its quaint brevity something inside of me
believe what you will a picture you and I were made such as a time like this
buried beneath the cobblestone remnants across the land called Styx

fresh out on the highway burdened going my way to your brother by the hand
dance all day son really a good indication of hearts gone a bit wild
holding hands beneath the freeway trying to get her to go my way central to come
quite a dish sorry that I missed change the locks on impact time to relax,

Renegade my renegade some folks just got it made
they can be seen beneath the shower the main quaint field of desire
trapped between a renegade field of armor
helpless pass

wear a pair of wings in flight carry yourself right
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Submitted by mario_v on October 25, 2018

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