Another trip gone terribly wrong
another day, another song
melting into leather
deceiving thoughts, "all together,
let's sing this one more time.."
[yet every word sung is a tear rolling down your face,
every line preprocessed by some other mind,
and every song the story of our lives]
see, what they need is just a little release
a little of this, a little of me.
but I'm not around anymore
our hearts beat hard under fictitious skies.