| No matter how dark the clouds get /
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| No hope and nothing left / And during day time all I think /
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| About are the dreams that I had the night before /
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| Missing the whole day struggling to sleep /
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| And when I do I’m finally back in it /
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| There they are I know you hear me /
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| We are one good for you what about all of us /
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| Everyone way before we where born /
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| I’m talking prehistoric way before /
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| The little engine that could /
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| And did and wanted more /
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| Before the ego belittled delivering /
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| Better then worse then /
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| Before there was a difference /
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| Between you and any other /
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| I’m talking way back /
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| When there was only the moment /
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| And categories, labels and bullying /
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| Where not the in thing no punishing /
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| Back before Kings even existed /
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| What really mattered was supporting one another /
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| Waking up on the wrong side of the bed /
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| I tried to wake and bake to ease my head /
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| Relive that tension and remove my stress /
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| Yet to no avail I felt trapped in the wallowing /
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| The walls where caving in on my day /
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| I thought I’d hit the gym /
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| And shake this mood /
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| Maybe it’s my blood sugar /
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| And I need some food /
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| I went to therapy at three /
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| To see if that may work /
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| I called my BFF
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| But he was out to lunch /
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| I put on music read a book /
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| But nothing seemed to help /
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| I closed my eyes thought that I’d /
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| Meditate for minute /
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| See if that may elevate the Pain /
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| That I’m feeling/
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| Curious to find out /
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| Why I feel like this /
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| Maybe it’s my vibration /
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| And my consciousness /
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| If I change my thoughts /
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| Will it help fix this /
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| Emotion that I think is a problem / |