Concoction Of Emotions

No words, just the rhythm of the night
A concoction of emotions
Will I get killed? Or will I fall in love?
Because I don’t know what will happen tomorrow
Is the gangster night where you never know what’s going on
Machetes on the left, her eyes on the right
Which one will pierce my life?

Excitement, serenity
Every time I hear her laughter
Paranoid, window peeking
Every time I wake up
You just never know who’s walking in the dark

Color vintage cameras soothing daily life
Confusing the images which we never know how they will end up
Is like a Van Gogh’s painting, starry night
The dream to achieve Nirvana, highest state of mind
I will love and listen to the universe speak its mind
Machetes on the left, her eyes on the right
Which one will pierce my life?

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