timeshare victory parade turned my back and i walked away. stories set to impress; leave tomorrow but dont consolidate. time will tell everything. on and on, i need to run away. we bleed, we cry, we bleed and we cry the same. if my property is junk, then my credentials dont mean anything? if my property is junk, can my walls go through extortion? i am a living payment plan, and i scream to say that i live to walk away. can i walk away? can i turn away? everything i want, well its right here, and everthing i own is all that i know i can become. if my property is junk, can people judge my character? if my property is junk, can my friendships ever evolve? i just tell myself that we can see through, we can see through this film, i just tell myself that someday, ill live to walk away. i walk away and i turnaway. everything i want, well its right here. everything i want is all that i know i can become.