In my head I started loading fireworks to get you talking to get you out, to lay open I recognized not to be myself around you being someone else
I tried and tried and tried to open opened as far as so my heart laid broken Still I kept this akward feeling that I should let go and start a being
(but still its not the time to rest its more a fight to get stronger to even bang the door to open and welcome all the trouble's coming up to be myself without a gun)