Thinking anything, I exhale
Drop your guns,I surrender
Freedom your mind,let's get tender
Coz there's nothing you need the most than peace
I'll cry
But that's just it
I'll laugh
Coz that's the only mimic I can do
Remind me to hold tight to the ground
Coz if I have to,I may falling around
Just to take a breathe
To fill the spirit that used to stay in my lung
Happiness
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