Corrección Letra Life’s Labyrinth par 137 (US)

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I keep fighting through my days
Even as the whip flays
But never ever letting go of dreams

I keep pushing though the haze
And running through the maze
Oh reality isn't as it seems

Walking to back of the taxi
I hop in the backseat
Tell him I’m looking for vaccine
'Cause all of my rhymes so sickly

I'm an honorary member of the seminary
Even though I go into the common area
And drink a Bloody Mary

If I was an architectural style
I’d be rococo;
Pondering wisdom can sting
And drive you loco;
Gathering ken in the cold
Poetry's hot cocoa;
If you got a problem
Take it to the dojo;
I'm a no-go;
I just wanna sow
All my seeds, and
See where path leads, and
Imma go
Imma flow
Evеn when I stub my toe
I've been climbing up likе Rubidoux
Driving without any wheels
Gardening without a hoe
Seeing how the piggy squeals
While I'm in the pen
'Cause I really like the way mud feels
On my weary skin
I keep fighting through my days
Even as the whip flays
But never ever letting go of dreams

I keep pushing though the haze
And running through the maze
Oh reality isn't as it seems

I'm a natural, like a preacher, on the pulpit
Integral, like an arm, to an armpit;
I keep my inner glee
Even whilst I deal with the ornery
’Cause a lot of people looking
Like a student on a Monday;
I just try to live my life like every day is Friday
I’m not talking 'bout the partying
I’m talking 'bout the concept
Treating every day as harrowing
Is founded on a feeble precept

I'm not
Looking
To run away
But I've always got a getaway
Just in case
’Cause a wise brother's ready for the chase;
Make a way
'Cause a prince is on a promenade;
Served a couple lemons
But my stand is making lemonade;
Imma keep the flame
Even though it is a rainy day
Creature tame
Even though I'm far from a heavyweight
'Cause you're not the same
If you let the Beast through your gates;
Pray for your fates;
Truth solely sates
Grinding;
Gotta keep that forward motion;
Gonna bring that good lotion
'Cause a lot of people drier than a saladito
And they
Need the
Ocean

Hotel, motel
It's hard to blend in
One reason I'm on my knees praying
For my kin and my sin

I keep fighting through my days
Even as the whip flays
But never ever letting go of dreams

I keep pushing though the haze
And running through the maze
Oh reality isn't as it seems

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