The addiction
Of change.
Has caused me to rebel, lie, hide.
And It's better to live without regrets.
Wake up every morning, look in the mirror.
And forgive yourself.
Exploration, I find, I create.
The addiction, is what has made me.
Delusion is a drug.
Walk into walls.
Never want to be without being affected.
Emerge in disaster. Live in greyscale.
And the world will remind you of the colours all it's own.
Of change.
Has caused me to rebel, lie, hide.
And It's better to live without regrets.
Wake up every morning, look in the mirror.
And forgive yourself.
Exploration, I find, I create.
The addiction, is what has made me.
Delusion is a drug.
Walk into walls.
Never want to be without being affected.
Emerge in disaster. Live in greyscale.
And the world will remind you of the colours all it's own.
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