90. Life Attack

The days are numbered that we have planned.
The life rumored shall never be under comprehence.
The Candid views of paradise,
The intrepid love of my own life.

The days that I dream are not for sharing.
The life I lead is not for caring.
This feeling I feel is beyond the truth.
I wish I could relive my own youth.
Alcoholk and cigarettes are the bane of myself
The life I lived shall forever be on the shelf

The the the the the the the the the the te ta te.
Shall never go away.
I shall love my life
And live just like

The rest of the people around me failing.
The story shall be ending in sweet lament.

The days that I dream are not for sharing.
The life I lead is not for caring.
This feeling I feel is beyond the truth.
I wish I could relive my own youth.
Alcoholk and cigarettes are the bane of myself
The life I lived shall forever be on the shelf

We could all learn from our own devices.
Else we'll be bit on the arse.
Save yourself
Proclaim your sins.
If you don't know much else.
Only fate shall win.

Be on the level
Save your soul and mind.
Wind up where you want to be
See yourself in what your in.

Resolve to be resolute.
Never stray and be obtuse.
The gang shall have your back.
Even during a life attack.

The days that I dream are not for sharing.
The life I lead is not for caring.
This feeling I feel is beyond the truth.
I wish I could relive my own youth.
Alcoholk and cigarettes are the bane of myself
The life I lived shall forever be on the shelf