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02:32
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It could've been a better year i suppose,
All of the previous memories would've been disposed.
I know i couldn't turn back time cos everything at first kinda looked so fine.
So fine, im on a lookout for what's mine. Acknowledging my visions at the back of my mind.
Enough uttering empty promises from my mouth. Im all dressed for work and im heading down south.
A lot of changes made as the year passes by. Hoping to greet more hellos than goodbyes.
People kept asking me of how i've been. Sometimes i dunno how to answer while rubbing my chin.
The road never smooth and im in for a bumpy ride. Felt so giddy at the back that i threw up on the side.
Life aint easy and u gotta work hard for it. i pitty those who overwork which cause different heart rates.
We aint got a choice but to be robots or gold diggers in caves searching for the gold bars.
Im glad that i went out of my comfort zone not a keyboard warrior id rather use the telephone.
Have to make a stand man, ive been trying so hard to be brave before it's time for me to hit the grave.
Brace yourselves for the worse, but give thanks to the above for you're still living now since the day of your birth for what is worth,
Undo the curse through my verses, im using my mic for a purpose.
Things don't go into place i gaze up to the sky for days never think about paper chase,
people change and its strange cos you promise that you'd be same but the only thing that never changes is your own name.
What is the meaning of life. Planning up our goals and thinking that we can strive.
So many lies so many knifes are at the back of my shoulders.
Burden as heavy as the weight of the boulders.
I let sorrows flowing like a riverstream.
Welcome to my 2016.
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02:40
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A bird's gotta leave the nest
Glides down from trees, spreading wings from its chest
We can only pray for the best
Facing obstacles He gave us we take it as a test
Nowadays I've been depressed, im letting out the things that im feeling right now from my chest
I never thought that this would happen
I'm not ready, I haven't feel the feeling of acceptance to be tenant
Ever since my parents split I always reflect what I did and hope to find a home where we can fit
Need a place to stay with food and shelter
Hope that everything will be ok and much more better
Im currently packing while im writing this song
While my friends gave me support, telling me to be strong
You think it's easy watching my parents treating each other like strangers
While I cry to my prayer mat hoping it's painless
Some of my friends ask why I stay up until 4
Cos i wanna solat tahajjud seek help from Allah
In this current situation, nobody's ready
That's probably the reason why we easily get angry
Along this chapter of life i picked up a new bad habit
Temporarily be smoking im glad I had enough of it
People constantly worried asking me for my whereabouts
But I'm no longer home cos me and family's moving out..
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01:24
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02:00
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fade out to white as my lens open up wide
stains on my pillow is it sweat? Maybe i just cried
wake up in the morning see the sun by my side
the waken by my nightmares, i always tryna fight
am i still in the dream because the topic still spinning
watch the clock on the wall, im glad that it is still ticking
layers of events in my dreams, inception
is it real or am i still asleep that is the main question
so far so good i react when the alarm beeps
have u ever heard of somebody who died in their sleep?
sound scary tho because my soul might be extracted too
feeling so worried taking naps in the afternoon
i should be more thankful to the creator,
because its Him who decides on what happens after,
i tell ya, keep forgetting to recite the dua
everytime when i wake up i'd say im lucky this far,
'sleep is for the weak' yup i know you made the statement bro,
but if you suffer from insomnia i said 'i told you so'
noises when im sleeping they getting louder than before,
mashaa allah, today might be my last day to snore
I remember when,
before i go to sleep i always count to 10,
praises to the creator for His plans
for He can make us sleep and then wake up again
so please be thankful to every single morning
because the next thing you know you might be gone and,
to your love ones dont forget to say goodnight,
for all you know this might be my final lullaby..
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01:43
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