I challenge you to camouflage your pain
When I tell you where I've been
The river that flows through my thoughts
In time of draught, could bury you in rain
When I tell you where I've been
The river that flows through my thoughts
In time of draught, could bury you in rain
I envy you, empty men with no fears
For your dreams are on your credit cards
At the end of the month, the fool is all smiles
At the end of the year, the pundit dries his tears
For your dreams are on your credit cards
At the end of the month, the fool is all smiles
At the end of the year, the pundit dries his tears
©Jajjazz
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