~~~ BLUSKI ~~~
World Ride
Lost deep within my own crazed, demented, little world
No attention paid to which direction i helplessly am hurled
Stuck inbetween an old familiar habit and a fantasy hobby
Extremely difficult to take the right turn to a jobbie jobbie
\From which path did i run from last
Unable to leave behind my tortured past
\Though i quickly travel aimlessly towards the way
Strong wind currents carry me back to the lane from which i strayed
No matter how excruciatingly hard i've tryed
i ultimitely wind up on this endless, circular drama ride
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World Ride
World Ride