My past, my future, my disease
Perhaps collapse to make me seize
A moment just a breeze
Greatful, humble I allow
These words to be the past somehow
I won world
Take my future past, it’s fine
But now is mine
My past, my future, my disease
Perhaps collapse to make me seize
A moment just a breeze
Greatful, humble I allow
These words to be the past somehow
I won world
Take my future past, it’s fine
But now is mine