There it is again, the thought that tells me I'm not thinking about a thing.
I'm trying to find the meaning. We loose the purpose that made it,
Then fuck ourselves up a little more just to make sure.
This is what its like to feel alone...
There it is again, the thought that tells me I'm not thinking about a thing.
I'm trying to find the meaning. We loose the purpose that made it,
Then fuck ourselves up a little more just to make sure.
This is what its like to feel alone...