I sit and talk to god .. and he just laughs at my plans.
I don't wanna die , but I ain't keen on living either.
I just wanna feel real love, Feel the home that I live in.
’cause I got too much life,
Running through my veins, going to waste.
From one of my favorite lyrics.
I'm bored. I'm fed up at work.
It's basically not challenge me anymore.
Impossible is nothing , this is not it.
I'm preparing to leave.
I don't know where will I end up but I'm going.
I need to feel.
'Come on hold my hand, I wanna contact the living,
Not sure I understand, this role I've been given'
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