memory or tragedy the only two ways out a picture captures memory or is it just paused tragedy to look back on they remind us that its over
i cant wait to look back on me now look into my own eyes only to see i failed all expectations or were they just exaggerations of a false realization of what i wanted to be
the flash went off but my dreams werent captured in this moment taken from my down falling life what goes up must come down but where does down go?
where will i be when this picture is next seen will i be a star thats exploded and people are just seeing the bright hope from the past the picture smiles are fake and never last what does the future hold for me?
the moments that draw blanks are the ones that make you who you are locked away but loaded thats why we wish on shooting stars
ill die trying ill die trying to forget this ill try dying ill try dying to forget this