As life gets heavier,
my grip naturally tightens.
soul
The world is out of control.
He was observed: made from scratch.
These feet keep moving on streets
that I seek until I become weak.
Life is full of surprises, new heights,
and sunrises.
As life gets heavier,
my grip naturally tightens.
The world is out of control.
He was observed: made from scratch.
These feet keep moving on streets
that I seek until I become weak.
Life is full of surprises, new heights,
and sunrises.