As life gets heavier,
my grip naturally tightens.
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The world is out of control.
It takes a special kind
of eyes to look around
and notice a paradise.
You and I are not that different.
My bones have grown
As life gets heavier,
my grip naturally tightens.
The world is out of control.
It takes a special kind
of eyes to look around
and notice a paradise.
You and I are not that different.
My bones have grown