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• Written by MastaChong403
now its the begining of the last and we know our task,
pull out your flask and your tools to prepare to blast,
and we know if we go there, there aint no goin back,
so we sit back and wait, waiting for the attack
the sky is black and we cant see much,
im haunted by your beauty, your eyes, and your softest touch
i can picture you blush, and hush me as i sleep,
but here i sit, on this cold concrete
i have something to say, and its not that easy,
but i like it here, i hope it aint cheesy
and you gotta understand that lifes not what it seems
the only place that were happy is in our dreams
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MastaChong403
Member since November 19 2015