Ugly Truth

Sacred Intuition
Poisoning the hearts of the empy minds
Lacking the ambition
Easy to move on when you set aside

Cause I've been ready to go
Into your arms for quite some time now
But I can't tell you with words
All I need is the afternight

She was kinda hoping on
Something good to fall from the open sky
Just another tuesday
Something to look up when you're tired to try

Cause I've been ready to go
Into your arms for quite some time now
But I can't tell you with words
All I need is the afternight

We were getting old
Getting old
Being young

There's no such thing in my mind

We were getting old
Getting old
Being young

There's no such thing in my heart



Credits
Writer(s): Yuri Novato Dos Santos
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