Published: 16 Feb 2018 › Updated: 16 Feb 2018
Alone
Souls go to heaven
Bullets come out of the glock
This is hell
And here the demon is me
Friends I do not have
The one who had died
And that was my father
Now I walk alone
Nobody believed me
When I told them that I
Soon I would fly
Like an angel without fear
Now I walk alone down the street
Now Camino alone
I'm traveling the world like an angel
He only trusted my God and my mother
Now I walk alone
Everything is relative everything I get,
there's only one witness
And that's me, I'm my only friend, just me with me.
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