Your guns means nothing in our fair You better take it back Before you get down I feel, its so necessary
Connecting space with uppercut, when your empty Now run run away run Slapping away
Show them your negative mood! Cause this is the what are we waiting for Show them your negative!
Honey, I'm sorry that i've been away But how was i supposed to know If my life smashing for you
Its only baby scars of you But im suppose you know that i'm through And all the thinks that you making true Its all for cruel They talking to me and whisper To comes again
So,please don't crush this all
I wanna start to feeling Or i'll become to be free