Akeboshi - Wind Lyrics
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Wind
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What Are The Lyrics For Wind By Akeboshi?
Cultivate your hunger
Before you idealize Motivate your anger To make them all realize Climbing the mountain never coming down Break into the contents Never falling down My knee is still shaking Like I was 12 Sneaking out the classroom By the back door A man rallied at me twice though But I didn't care Waiting is waisting for people like me Don't try To live so wise Don't cry 'Cause your so right Don't dry With fakes or fears 'Cause you will hate yourself in the end Don't try To live so wise Don't cry 'Cause your so right Don't dry With fakes or fears 'Cause you will hate yourself in the end You say Dreams are dreams I ain't Gonna play the fool Anymore You say 'Cause I still got my soul Take your time baby Your blood need slowin' down Breach your soul to reach yourself Before you gloom Reflection of fear makes shadows of nothing Shadows of nothing Don't try To look so wise Don't cry 'Cause your so right Don't dry With fakes or fears 'Cause you will hate yourself in the end Your still blind If you see a winding road Cause there's always a straight way to the point you see Don't try To look so wise Don't cry 'Cause your so right Don't dry With fakes or fears 'Cause you will hate yourself in the end 'Cause you will hate yourself in the end 'Cause you will hate yourself in the end 'Cause you will hate yourself in the end 'Cause you will hate yourself in the end |
Who Wrote Wind By Akeboshi?
Yoshio Akeboshi
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