Sometimes I feel like I'm dead for years I feel like I’m sixteen and nothing’ve changed since that Like tape still keep spinning around on the same part Reliving this time Again and again I stuck in my memory Can never forget!
So let this wheel spin So let this wheel let this wheel spin Around and around And I'm here! For all of these years still being here! Can always be found But I feel Like it isn't real
Dark lines dispersed on your hands Why have you done this? What did you mean? The ghost of that summer is always watching my back It is endless thread I can't sleep at night because my chest Is tearing apart Full of these memories Which are going out