Lyrics Dreamer - BECCA

Do a little riddle
It's not a game we play or the goal we aim for
We obey much too soon and let it slip away
It is the key to seeing and feeling the real view
Only seed we received "a part of you"
They'll take your wings when you have it all so easy
Enslave your soul if you run from the suffering See?
But it is never too late
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