14 acessos
An endless struggle what we call success, put on your kings robes
and strive to be the best, but not yet because when you looked
around the world had grown cold and we fight so hard to succeed
that we have nothing left to hold. There is nothing left. Is it
because we love so much that we leave emotion behind and our so
called confidence we dare not defy and our so called compassion
we push everyone else aside. We are assured independence but
forced to stand in line. There is nothing left to hold.