Where are the sands of times
So that also I can leave my footprints
I have walked
The scars and the pain bare testament
But what is it all about?
When the good die young?
and the best is not enough
When the sunsets
and the streets disappear behind us
and neon lights ambush the night
Where is my star to crown the night
And shine in the dark
When i am no more
and history doesn't have my name
Will there be a God to tell
how we got here
how we ended up here
some crawling under bridges
some climbing their McLarens
Do we choose
or are we chosen?
Whats the point anyway?
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