May

Stormy weather,

Sky is gray

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Trust in God,

it's the only way

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The scars talk,

nothing to say

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New chances,

everyday

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Leave the past,

in yesterday

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Straight to dreams,

no foreplay

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Tough road,

walk and pray

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The world is mad,

messy portray

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Worthless core,

fancy display

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Be connoisseur,

don't overpay
 

Bet on yourself,

it always pay

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Leave on time,

don't overstay

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We all be gone,

anyway

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Front row,

in the doomsday

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Ready for fate,

no runaway

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Thank you Lord,

will you really say?