Dreams...Goals...whatever it takes, I will find success
I will never give in, just trying to keep up the faithfulness
All ways on the grind, all ways on the bench press
Knock on my door...stop...work in progress
All these people around me trying to get me to transgress
Never, I will always be strong, never deliquesce
I met a girl, she’s not an angel, but I love her nevertheless
Wow she is beautiful, can't wait to see her in a wedding dress
So much for falling in love, whatever, no more humiliation
Don't speak to me, I am full of irritation
Got to chill out, have take a moment for a life examination
What's done is done, gotta get my mind out of this mental reservation
Back to achieving goals, no more sensitization
My life is back to normal, why not throw celebration
I must wait a bit to love again, but I bet there is another girl in the human population
Wham! wait a minute, who's that girl from the Polish Nation!
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Author:
Tyler Collins (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: December 8th, 2017 13:22
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 8
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