![]() |
Are we running, trying to hide, Or just gunning, hoping to die |
| Are we running, trying to hide Or just gunning, hoping to die It’s hard to tell, maybe both Because we fell, under loath Yesterdays have gone, tomorrows come It wasn't that long, when we had fun What happened, not really sure Should have mentioned, you I require On the street, that fateful day Two views did meet, but not one would say I tried my best, and took my fall I was obsessed, never heeded buddies call Feet first I went, into a river of hate Good intentions meant, ready to date After the first drop, I stood back up Then I cried stop, with an empty cup So she left, but pain still stays Soul all bent, with no more days |