Time runs faster than a rabbit.
I haven't notice the wrincklin' beauty,
The wait in a bit that turned to hit,
The shutting lights made me buried, oh my!
I haven't thought what lies outside,
But it doesn't matter no more.
Street lights would stay till the sun shines,
Benches would lay with me till the sun sets.
I may have travelled a lot in an inside battle
and a little in the big city,
at least I've got a chance
to crawl in a world full of fools, so filty.
I was alive for once.
I have lived by chance.
I learned, I guess.
Yeah, I learned.
It is just too late.
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