ndafreak

If you live to die You might as well simplify, your minds eye, 'cause you can't take what you buy With you, when you die. So learn from the past, and then move on, Learn from your mistakes to create a better dawn, Raise up your voice before your gone, As you hope to rid the fawn from your former bond.

You sit there happy in your abundant company, Oblivious to the Shadow behind you. To you, the Shadow is nothing more than a flea, Your too busy to notice the Shadows' suffering. At home drinking your Japanese tea. In blatant arrogance you say, "Someone better than me? Who is he?" Your too busy to notice the Shadow's weeping. You flaunt your looks for everyone to see. How could anyone resist you? Your happy life among the free Your too busy to notice the Shadow's dying. As you paint another picture for your fame You got caught up in the glory and moved on With all the famous artists you're the same Your too busy to notice the S