last verse for the real ones who been lost in the maze
who been searchin' for a feeling that they can't explain
who been told that the top is where the happiness stay
but the top just another level with a different kind of pain
so i found my paradise in the people i love
in the moments that hit when push come to shove
in the laughter, the tears, in the late night talks
in the way that we rise every time that we fall
paradise ain't a destination, it's a way that we move
it's the fire in the belly when we got something to prove
so i keep spittin' fire until the beat finally stop
because the paradise we seeking might be all that we got
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Forest Green
Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.
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