Poor-Rich Life

[Retro]

Hej, miała być kontynuacja o zaginionych kochankach, nie zacząłem nawet jeszcze jej pisać, przepraszam.

Nie mam mentala do pisania długich prac aktualnie przez coś. 

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Jedyne czym mogę się podzielić teraz to coś co "przelałem na papier" podczas napływu emocji. 

 

 

Poor-Rich Life

 

 

Woke up in a palace, but my heart’s still in the street,

Diamonds on my wrist, but the love, it feels so cheap.

Gold and silver castles, all the treasures I can keep,

But in the silence of the night, it’s my soul that starts to weep.

 

Poor-rich life, caught between the shine and strife,

Glimmer in the daylight, but darkness in the night.

Poor-rich life, where the gold don’t make it right,

Living in the high, but my spirit’s out of sight.

 

Fancy cars and chandeliers, the parties never end,

But in the crowd of strangers, I’m still searching for a friend.

Money buys the luxury, but can’t mend what’s broken deep,

In a world so loud and glittered, it's the quiet that I seek.

 

Fallen stars and faded dreams, behind the velvet rope,

In the land of milk and honey, I am yearning just for hope.

All the lights and all the fame, they can’t heal the unseen scars,

In the echo of my laughter, I am wishing on the stars.