So much pain, friends don't see the game
The smile the look the attention took
But the best friends see past all that pain and know the time to cross the lane and do something about it so I won't feel Ashame and trying to take all the blame causing myself to feel insane seeking only me to do the frame like a old man using a cane trying to get from where he came learning the road as the same losing the most like the rain and shooting a bullet but cannot aim life isn't a bit to claim why don't it just go to flames how did all of this just became
Too many thoughts to explain I guess my feelings just overcame like a lost control flying plane I sometimes feel so rough and feel so lame like a horse That's hard to tame in melodies that's hard to reclaim to fast like an express train.
