Fate Lyrics

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Rubbing the doorway of your spirit I diminish the

Commitment of remaining celibate and I know that

I don't deserve this nor do you but the feeling just

Pleasures my mind got me acting so Demoniac

But what if I don't wanna act mature since I'm just a young

Boy who strives to roam the world while drinking on dirty rum

I ride this boat of life with just a few marrows

We'll never stop , call us crazy the way we jack these sparrows

Into abyss the river Styx

Can possibly fill the bliss

Of ignorance for we're just kids and

This righteous path is narrow

A simple kiss through the lips

Can make me feel like a pharaoh

But what is this that you mention?

That I'm just a fellow?

I mean what do I have to offer other than my own world?

bouquet of flowers , chocolate kisses will make your stomach twirl?

I mean I'm a rookie to this game reason why I make fouls

Or touchdown to fast or serve the pass in hopes for better trials

I tend to make shots of hope but I no longer have free throws

But once I throw that quarterback , that ass will arch and will free throw

I travel many courts and fields to discover you and I

Tackling love for lust these two things are often hard to hide

But here we are gathered together in the sanctuary

Of my soul that often folds as it is weak and dreary

As its exposed to the hell that we tend to live in

Undergoing constant hail of tears as it is brutally driven

To do what's right but moves through spite fiddling with the clay

Of his future molding it in an ocky form of array

But as you play with faith , your soul and body will slowly stray

To separation the congregation can cause judgment clear as day

or maybe water

This was inevitable for he had no father

To navigate his boiling blood that steadily grew darker

So now he hangs with crips and bloods and pimps and thugs so that he can go much more farther

Into the veins filled with cement and yellow dotted lines

But he never really realized the reason for stop signs

Running towards the cliff of statistics as he recklessly runs amok

Guess this is where it leads you : the fate of not giving a

The fate of not giving it up

The fate of not giving it all

The fate they not giving it all

To the most high then you die

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