in this is world, there is nothing expcept my thoughts. these memories, those broken words. long days and short nights. this isnt the way i want it to be. calling all the people who care. will you always be there.
i've been spending to much time thinking, always leaving me with more on my mind. if i ever had the chance to change , i wouldn't know what to be. the words spoken into your ears are fake. finding real answers is a mistake. a mistake. these long walks home don't feel the same, all the things running through my head . will i ever be in that hall of fame. hall of fame or will i always end up feeling misled, sometimes i think i might be better off dead. BETTER OFF DEAD.
streetlights guide me home, to the place were i feel alone. this is not the ending, we have only begun.
this is what i was meant to do, just me and you. JUST ME AND YOU. through and through, just me and you.
streetlights guide me home, to the place were i feel alone. this is not the ending, we have only begun. we have only begun.