Spirits walking through my door
Why don't you believe me?
i'll show you your faults
your life became a shit,i know you find it sweet
to be over the cliff
my broken dreams still sound heavy in my mind
In the season
I see you out of my mind
Would my troubles come out in your smile?
When i control the time and my pride,
you'll never conquer
your own way of life
My worse
You'll know
My past
was not cool
i can remind you
your broken dreams still sound heavy in my mind
No, its not cool
I just find it out
the overconfidence rule
No, its not the same
i have no doubt
i hate you
