Walking down the road while it's dawn at Dusk thinking how I can help myself.
Feeling a breeze coming towards me.
Falling to my knees cus I'm thinking there's nothing I need.
Shakin my head, while filling it with things from what I said.

Still dawn at Dusk.
I'm hoping I don't fill up with rust.
Trying too get up hardly can move, but something inside me said don't break your groove.
Dawn at Dusk feeling the air with rust.
Finally I can get up after I shuck off all the stuff

Coming towards me was a physical army.
Still thinking to myself, but now about the army.
Starting to lose it, but almost home.
Calling my mom, but she's on the phone.
Going to my room looking out the window just wondering how this could've been tomorrow.
The way dawn at Dusk was all a follow.
I could've died while trying to swallow.

- zona zamera