Tekst piosenki
Words are what I plant, poetry is what I grow
Alone in the forest of thoughts cultivatin……
I am burning up so I stick my legs out of my
Blankets but my feet must remain covered
Incase a monster touches them
How can anyone not like cooking, all it is
Cutting things up and burning them…
I don’t acknowledge any type of negativity. I
Just ignore it. Life’s better this way…..
POSITIVITY_INSPIRES
When you look into the mirror
And face doubt
Rejections elf loathing
You will see these are pieces
Smaller than your self
You can crush them”











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