Zak

The Choice
The Choice
Young girl wonder what you put inside you. Closing off all your heart and your mind. Driving out to the ocean this morning. Shallow shoals or the peak of high tide.
It's the choice. Something or nothing. It's a thin line. It's the choice. God are you kidding. This is life or long lines.
One life, what has he got he will show you. Search it long and still ye shall not find. How does a life turn out when it's just longing for a shelter to pass out all of your time.
It's the choice. Something or nothing. It's a thin line. It's the choice. God are you kidding. This is life or long lines.
And what will he save you from. I'm here, come what comes. The blood from my heart may run, but it still beats like a drum honey.
Allright, ground all the meat up to serve it. Dress up according to taste and to time. Then when you settle down to look back over your life stifle the stench and the sigh.
It's the choice. Something or nothing. It's a thin line. It's the choice. God are you kidding. This is life or long lines.
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