See life is a mystery
Same thing with history, same thing with misery... it all ends eventually
We all live in symmetry, yet still react to the same things differently
People are people, we live for our own
Live how you think, not by what you've been told
Break out the mold, embrace a new form
Create a new life, then make it through scorned...
There are hearts on the inside with strengths unparalleled
There is life and it's cyclic, and it comes like a carousel...
You've just got to enjoy the ride...
There are too many things that money can buy
There are too many dreams that money can sell