Right place, Wrong Time
Running from the veracity Feeling defeated, Might be that’s Gods way of giving me the entity That I always need, retreated That masquerades me, all that I desire Feels like the Arch Angels vibes transpires It just happened to be at the foulest time imaginable The wrong depiction, often gets miscalculated, eradicable Things do always fall under the divine power Frantically unprepared, by the hour I'd do whatever it takes at the right time, beaming in higher frequence Love is supposed to be found in the suitable dwelling in the time sequence Teachings renovate into something of worth Life interrupts, while other plans are unearth