If you wanna be a part of me
take my breath and give it back
hiding poetry with necessity
just a trace and it begings foor me
Out of the comfort is where we all should be
'cause a love asking for guarantee
It's like a dismissed king on a side of a street
or a fool holding a crown
When rain falls right to its place
summer storms will move us along
and fire will show us the way
that I can see what's wrong or right anymore
And her moans will be the death of me
skin is deeper then the deepest sea
as the colors keep on changin shape
their dreams will still remain
When rain falls right to its place
summer storms will move us along
and fire will show us the way
that I can see what's wrong or right anymore
Make us fall in and out of grace
what keeps you warm at night
what keeps cold in the zone
and we all make ammend sometimes
and we all breaks bend sometimes
'cause out of the comfort is where we live and not survive
If you wanna be a part of me
take my breath and breath the light to me
hiding poetry with necessity
just a trace and it begings for me
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