You carry on the destructive cycle
it shows the fakeness when you smile
you only walk towards the grave
your choice, to be the change you crave
Hide behind those lies you tell
the rock n roll lifestyle, really a living hell
people drop in the blink of an eye
the tears formed start to dry
No one can escape for you
no magic wand in view
just a struggle to find yourself
before you end up on the shelf
When the party is over, the music ends
the room clears, those burnt out weekends
left to sit alone, was it worth the cost
all the things you've lost
Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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