"We live in war, rest in peace
Using hope as a shield when swinging swords against the Beast
Wondering if I got a tragic life ahead of me
Cause on my roads to riches: traffic lights are never green
My imagination is restricted by a migraine
When I try to paint a perfect picture in my mind frame
Dreaded how times change
Friends using drugs and alcohol as anaesthetics for life pain "
- Rhyme Asylum
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