When
troubles take its toll
Everything
seems out of place
Every
idea never works
The
fear sinks into the mind
The
predators will snake in
Taking
the minds killing all resistance
Take
the full control of the minds
The
functioning bodies one track road
It
can only happen
When
we sell our souls and minds
Going
for the quick solutions
Thinking
it is the best way
There
is a reason
For
troubles to come in our lives
It
is a test of our ability to solve it
Within
the time frame we have
When
everything goes flat
It
has to come up again
New
methods new scope new plan
The
past is just a history of the time
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