TIMO
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Life what a misery Trying to smear a laugh Standing still Until one feet reach The other Standing still Cause love is my mother Those who lost faith Are left behind No time for regret No time to cry Hold on and Stand still Until is time Time to make your will Tired weak and ill No time for regret No time for crying No more chance to keep on trying The final station is too near Only fear is what you can feel The faceless T.I.M.O
My conception
All I need is one Mic