Mocktail-Rap Academy Lying to thyself doesn’t make you an opportunity Unless you realize you your own property Crammed minds and fluke wings Raisins dipped in saccha laced moribund creams Peptalked into being what you never wanted to be High on the promises that were never meant to be Oh I see Thee is a hurricane and I'm just me How far can we go is a thought to see Cramming the never-ending luxury I thought ill be in the end be thee Now all I want is to be me Before you foresee another field for me Lemme try for my world Creating my own failures and plummeting charts Maybe few times a broken heart Who ever have promised, life won’t be hard I can feed myself in the trailer parks, Swim in my safety among the hungry sharks All I can do is to promise in making my day Where the world will never nutmeg me on my way For all the wars within me shall have ended I, myself have me fended Against all the odds, I shall prevail Promises, ...
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