Friday, May 7, 2010

Viscaino

Working on my beautiful road
I have work to do
If I can dream it I can live it
I will live it

Like pulling the weeds in my garden
Once a heap is now an oasis
I created this
Believe it

It all comes back to those lyrics
No truer words were ever spoken
No one is telling you
It’s a set up until you’re fed up

People trap your mind
It’s so hard to find…
Now I’m gonna try
To improve my life

It’s no good when you’re
Misunderstood
Why should I care
I’ve got to be me

I don’t care what the
World thinks of me
It’s a set up
A social disease

I am going to the light
Improving my life
To be the best me
That I can be

Heard another one
I am in the business
Of being
Myself

Climbing my tree of life
Not scared if I fall
No more fears
It is all for a reason

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