I see a hundred thousand fingers slapping,
Who might have any boring thing mistaken!
This world has seen too many people grabbing.
Not being driven by sensation seeking,
That you must try to change the hanky panky!
But when these fragile eyes are only streaking,
Their lifeless dreams become completely flashy.
They strive for love and death is never fully!
No way or living life without distractions.
I feel excitement slipping through the murky,
An empty pocket full of mixed reactions.
A little picture you confused and prone,
The lack of feeling like a rolling stone.
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Its kinda strange how many people do!
The only one they really wanna know,
But like an angel watching over you.
I knew that there was something you would say!
A hundred thousand people passing through!
Not ever going back another day,
What happens when my dreams are coming true.
No matter whether weather wrong or right.
Forget about the day I walked away!
Surrounded on an endless lonely night,
Never had it any other way.
Today became the biggest part of me,
Happiness is such a sight to see
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