Frequently Asking Myself (DEMO)

Blood drips
From what was once before
I know its hard
To contemplate the early sun
Its hard
When you go out
And tell me
How to live my life
When you're not even news to me

Blood drips
From what was once before
I know its hard
To contemplate the early sun
Its hard
When you go out
And tell me
How to live my life
When you're not even news to me

I'm frequently asking myself
Will I ever grow old
When its time to understand
The figment of my own

I'm frequently asking myself
If I will ever grow



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Pinto
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