We often take photographs and one day we
will become one,
Entrapped in our own mind one day we will
turn into kind of a rebellion,
Lost from the track one day we will
stumble and fall,
Now is a correct time for the perfect
wake up call.
Stabbed from our own people we won't trust
anyone no more,
With little left on our side we would ride
the way all alone,
Brace up before the fight within us turns
out into a brawl,
Improvise, adapt and overcome as it a correct time for the perfect wake up call.
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