This is how I react to everything. I'm trying to fit images like people looking for love. And still trying to find a way to be straight with myself. But nothing seems to stick. (I pick everything apart.) This is just a life without leads. A sad song in french. The things no one knows how to talk about. And this is how I react to everyting. Second guessing certainty. I'm falling in and out of life Like people looking for love. I don't know what I want. I don't know what to do with myself.