A word to my friends,
Living on the wild side,
That light which flickers far off the distance,
It might led you out of here someday,
A crumbling afternoon intersection,
I see a flock of birds without wings,
Striving to survive,
Still unaware of what they are,
Wings burned by the sun,
Wings burned by the sun,
They can't even fly but,
They all have one ambition,
I wanna fly and keep flying,
I wanna fly and keep flying,
A word to my friends,
Living on the wild side,
What does it mean to live as yourself?
Breaking free from the shell that holds you,
With every season comes a new self-discovery,
I wanna change and keep changing,
I wanna change, I wanna change, change,
STREET BEATS-I WANNA CHANGE.
seems familiar? I'm one of that movie fans.. CROW ZERO.
FLY CROWS, FLY!!!
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