\"...Yeah but I mean, honestly it's like, its like... What is the difference, like... Like, who are you, Like you know, a lot of people can't even answer that you know what I'm sayin'? So it's like... if we can't get past that, then I dont really know how far we can go. So I mean... I mean that's just my take on it. I guess everybody has an opinion, so...\"
As I look up to an empty sky I wonder why. Life is changing, rearranging, and it's all the time. Why is being simple oh so complicated. Is it just problems I've been making.
Is happiness just a word, What's a sky without the birds. Can you feel pain if it doesn't hurt? 'Cause there's something on my nerves.
Under my skin and in my lungs. The pressure lingers, I'm never satisfied, so I cry at night.