今天是2024年11月18日 第47周 星期一
代人,时大变了。
我们生活在大地上,但我们的梦想超越天空。
“User:老奋”的版本间的差异
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− | <poem>I remember you was conflicted | + | <poem>I remember you was conflicted, |
− | Misusing your influence | + | Misusing your influence, |
− | Sometimes I did the same | + | Sometimes I did the same, |
− | Abusing my power full of resentment | + | Abusing my power, full of resentment, |
− | Resentment that turned into a deep depression | + | Resentment that turned into a deep depression, |
− | Found myself screaming in | + | Found myself screaming in the hotel room, |
− | I didn't | + | I didn't wanna self destruct, |
− | The evils of Lucy was all around me | + | The evils of Lucy was all around me, |
− | So I went running for answers | + | So I went running for answers, |
− | Until I came home | + | Until I came home, |
− | But that didn't stop | + | But that didn't stop survivor's guilt, |
− | Going back and forth | + | Going back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I earned, |
− | + | Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was, | |
− | Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was | + | But while my loved ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city, |
− | But while my loved ones was fighting | + | I was entering a new one, |
− | + | A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination, | |
− | I was entering a new one | + | Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned, |
+ | The word was respect, | ||
+ | Just because you wore a different gang colour than mine's, | ||
+ | Doesn't mean I can't respect you as a man, | ||
+ | Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets, | ||
+ | If I respect you' we unify and stop the enemy from killing us, | ||
+ | But I don't know' I'm no mortal man' maybe I'm just another mortal man. | ||
</poem> | </poem> |
2020年12月19日 (六) 22:43的版本
I remember you was conflicted,
Misusing your influence,
Sometimes I did the same,
Abusing my power, full of resentment,
Resentment that turned into a deep depression,
Found myself screaming in the hotel room,
I didn't wanna self destruct,
The evils of Lucy was all around me,
So I went running for answers,
Until I came home,
But that didn't stop survivor's guilt,
Going back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I earned,
Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was,
But while my loved ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city,
I was entering a new one,
A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination,
Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned,
The word was respect,
Just because you wore a different gang colour than mine's,
Doesn't mean I can't respect you as a man,
Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets,
If I respect you' we unify and stop the enemy from killing us,
But I don't know' I'm no mortal man' maybe I'm just another mortal man.