Your hot and your cold,
Is it your work or is it me?
I will be standing on the sidelines,
Together with the cheering team
Are you in a war?
Mentally and emotionally stressed
Hurt and wounded
Praying for the medic`s to be there.
Feeling the numb from the night
Intoxicated a little too much
Don't even remember what flew out
But I know I have to stand back
One thing recalled, thank you for not ignoring
It calmed the tidal waves that was brewing
Grey spots you shall not stand
Just open your mind and spill everything onto the sand
Let the moment be sober
I`ll take it and make a wonder
So come and be honest
Im running out of time and I wont make a blunder
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