The Inner Child..
When shit hits the fan,
remember how you ran
as a child, so carefree.
Arms spread open,
heart strong and unbroken.
as a child, so carefree.
Arms spread open,
heart strong and unbroken.
That high of ecstasy,
eyes filled with fantasy.
Head full of dreams
of glitter and ice-creams.
Head full of dreams
of glitter and ice-creams.
Love yourself the way you are
the rest shall fall into place.
Remember, it's not a race.
Be you, coz' YOU are rare.
the rest shall fall into place.
Remember, it's not a race.
Be you, coz' YOU are rare.
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