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The fire is burning and they want to out it.

He was the one outta of the group who they doubted.

You see they covered his road but somehow he has founded it.
Then he realized that he s not alone there's many people and it's Crowded.

And I tell myself this is not a dream.

The vibe I get is.

Sooo Real

Sooo Real

Some times it reaches out and gives me touch.

But I'm not giving inn.

I'm not going to make.

No Deals

No Deals

Your not going to bullshit me will all of your Fake Love.

It's time to Change my atmosphere.

This place is crowded.

I'm sorry about this sad look on my face sorry I can't help it.

I was the one outta of the crowd who they doubted.

Until one day I shouted.

Please will someone Please just listen too me.

But this is all just a game too them.

The fire is burning but they want too out it.

I was the one outta of the group who they doubted.

They buried his road but somehow he has found it.

But then he realized that he's not alone.

There's many people and it's Crowded.

The vibe I get sometimes.

Is just.

Soo real

Soo real

Sometimes it jumps out and gives me a touch.

No I'm sorry

But I'm not making.

No Deal s

No Deals

No I don't want you too give me any of your fake love.
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Submitted by kalipdro on May 28, 2020

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