Kind of high keeps me still
Kind of lie keeps me still
With full of smiling fate
No hands to grab that reflection
Some of pricks stay there
To greet get out of my life
I am here, here and there
Doubt can help grow you up
Blood spits bolting around
And i pick out one by one
In my eyes nothing can spell it in right way
I cannot swallow, its spinning
For what he believed in past
He cries "look out look out"
React to that empty mind?
Composição: Melt Banana / Yasuko O.
