Destination Excellence

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Destination Excellence



deep inside of me there's a part of me I don't show to people hence the opened door to a far off place with a certain traces destiny is in my veins let me be the first to explain as a young child I
would dream of far off places with kings and queens filter through my mind getting caught up in a bind but we must stand in line variety is deep inside of me in my world of make believe yet what
are you most willing to achieve with barbed wire fences & faces in trances we must dig more futher then ever before as the ceiling drops to a cold world in turmoil taking to long to watch the water
boil



they say excess is best but I must clearly confess to give it a rest still today I dream my dreams away to frolic in its brigade sullen brevity deep inside of me society hides from thee a hope to a
willingness to achieve getting knocked down on my knees Ipush reason aside & watch things glide the glue to hold a heart to mend the hand to hold now you will do what you are told until the very
rights to you are sold maybe already gone but I push things a side getting ready to hide destination excellence I must confess we choose our dream the cure all way to cope when your having a fight
with a soap on the rope a tender nerve is disturbed forget about what you have heard

Submitted: October 04, 2017

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deep inside of me there's a part of me I don't show to people
hence the opened door to a far off place with a certain traces
destiny is in my veins let me be the first to explain
as a young child I would dream of far off places with kings and queens
filter through my mind getting caught up in a bind but we must stand in line
variety is deep inside of me in my world of make believe
yet what are you most willing to achieve
with barbed wire fences & faces in trances
we must dig more futher then ever before
as the ceiling drops to a cold world in turmoil
taking to long to watch the water boil

they say excess is best but I must clearly confess to give it a rest
still today I dream my dreams away to frolic in its brigade
sullen brevity
deep inside of me
society hides from thee
a hope to a willingness to achieve
getting knocked down on my knees
Ipush reason aside & watch things glide
the glue to hold a heart to mend the hand to hold
now you will do what you are told until the very rights to you are sold
maybe already gone but I push things a side getting ready to hide
destination excellence I must confess we choose our dream
the cure all way to cope when your having a fight with a soap on the rope
a tender nerve is disturbed forget about what you have heard


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