I
know how life can be
I
watch the homeless sleeping
On
the corridor of shop lots
Dirty
mattresses and drunk on cheap spirits
The
homeless losing all the hope
Without
dignity they just want to live
They
will go begging
On
the kindness of others
When
they get some money
They
spend it on cheap spirits
And
get drunk in the nights
They
will forget the harsh reality
What
they have become...
I
know how life can be
Without
money without a home
It
can make all of us feeling blue
Taking
out self dignity to the drain
Once
we give in to the demons
We
will not find our way home
I
know how life can be
I
watch the homeless sleeping
On
the corridor of shop lots
Dirty
mattresses and cheap spirits
Without
money without a home
Once
we give in to the demons
We
will not find our way home
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