The Fight for Your Life

For someone who cares, maybe me, maybe not

On a day, but a date I do not remember, where the scatters of fear parlayed in hopes of change

But the black the whites, the stills like these, the holes in our hearts and that good from those trees

Colorless I hope, for our dreams are never what they seem

And the cries we fake, the attention we greed, but what about those imaginations you'll never get to see

The love is griped, but the fight is key, the fight for your life and what you believe,

Shit

How?

Music: "Book of Soul" by Ab-Soul