Run my baby run my baby run
Run from the noise of the street and the loaded gun
Too late for solutions to solve in the setting sun
So run my baby run my baby run
so in the flurry of events, where have we misplaced truth and honesty? when did life become so painful and brutal yet so colorful? do you remember the last time you wholeheartedly trusted? somewhere along the way, i became very much less of me... and a little of everyone else. i feel like a pokemon- vulpix evolved to ninetales or something. lawl.
food served on silver platters must be foul. nothing is worth it without a good chase. suddenly we realise how good lyrics were made. and i'm beginning to discover the true meaning of "being yourself"- it's definitely under-rated.
secret promises were made to myself for myself. we stop picking on the small details unless it relates to the bigger picture. time really is the essence and we don't realise we're wasting it away. everyone's going to hurt us, we just have to decide who's worth the pain. i could go on forever, but i'm sure you can narrate the rest of it... i believe, my dear friends, this is where you empathise and agree-
