No bounds
Seven daily rounds
Spinning just for you
To walk away from pre-paid lengths
Your meters time
Just needs an inch or maybe your life
You're hands they shake just to remind
The frames you see are very much so not in your psych
So keep them close to life
A leash a dog can't pilot
And run fast through the night
Sit and point to the ground
Look your killer in the eye
And end his mile
All of your friends here aren't standing here for fun
You've pick up your piece and now the win makes them all run
You're left all alone in this world
And that's fine
The flashing of red and blue will always follow your guide
The sun does rounds it will be ok
Your head's full from the loop
Metaphoric rhymes are my way that I
Cope with the move
Twenty one grams of breath in you
Your weights more than your size
We're measured by our sight
Back and forth this weather's forecast leaves us all in rain
This cardboard box I found on my head leads me to my faith
The sun does rounds it will be ok
Your head's full from the loop
Metaphoric rhymes are my way that I
Cope with the move
Alas we are here again with crowds stood on their toes
Goliath wins bets, but know one here has really ever known
It's not your first fight
And I won't lie
There will be more
Forget all the feet and show them yards will win this war
The sun comes around it'll be ok
Your eyes bulge from the view
Brothers you'll be fine
Just know that I'm going through this too
Distances can't measure weight
No twenty one grams weigh the same

INVIA LE CORREZIONI