I shoot lyrical bullets,
Just to get through my day to day.
Grip the trigger and pull it.
And it’s amazing,
What a difference the words can make.
I regain an ounce of sanity,
By maintaining this piece of me.
Where will it take me?
The fun is in figuring it out.
Gives me an excuse to shout.
Make no mistakes,
Have no regrets,
But think of what could be different
Tomorrow,
What could be better,
Tomorrow.
Sing a song of tomorrow,
And the way I see it.
Grab a mic
Don’t be afraid to use it.
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