I might be too emotional
For a world so complicated
It’s been on my mind
Punching me heavy weighted
Everyday is a new round
The ring seems smaller
There minutes is all I need
Time keeps me in my corner
I need a brand new strategy
A plan to win the day
Walking talking on the pier
Whats my move I’m ready to play
There’s a blood cut above my eye
I’m tough I won’t die
Every time it opens up
I’m not the winning kinda guy
Well you shake my hand
Will you tell me why
You’re always chasing me
Inside my minds eye
20/08/2023 Sunday 737
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