Neobica - Do it for me
In my little personal paradise
The cops are searching for racisms whereabouts
Nobody is scared of death, and there aint a thing close to fear of life
But this is mere a light in my dark thoughts
Where there is nothing else left to cheer about
Right this way, and you will be doomed to paranoia
And we all we pretend we care about ya
So stop to think, imagine the perfect life
What are you coming up with, not a thing?
Hatred are everywhere, its closeness is like oxygen
Its so plenty you cant see it, unless your crossing it
You breathe it, you feel it deep under your skin
No way to run, no way to flee, no way to win
Over its power, if you dont decide its worth fighting
And then maybe you can find it, define it and decide its
Worthless and start to despise it
Ironic is it? We all must attend this personal journey
Cause then Earth will be my heaven, if not for yourself
Do it for me....
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