I hate when I wake up lost
Inside my own mind...
I don't understand us humans.
Why are we programmed this way...
I was going to be, so much more...
A little miss goody two shoes...
Before you,
the great tragedy...
A blue drift
of forget-me-nots...
I'm standing here
I'm losing my ground...
You stole my soul,
Making a widespread assumption...
Angels fall down to the ground
Burning wings of ashes...
Blood is real and friends are fake Just remember...
mistakes you make...
The little blackbird
watches over me...
The high and mighty soil
He walked on soil like he isn't of soil...
The little bird
sang to me...