You're a floppy disk
I'm just information
Create the way we live
Sacrifice your ego
Overpriced education
I wonder if God put an angel on earth just for me
What is real loss?
I'll never fear loving with my all
I wonder who's not scared of holding my hand for 100 of years
Does anybody really know me?
Little things to cherish, to remember in the near future
The whole "becoming God" concept is being able to compete with something we'll never reach and that's how we become better, I'd like to think so
Probably not
Confidence doesn't exists, you're just scared to go through it
Or does it?
Or is fear really real?
Why post everything about your life through a camera on an app when you can fully live it?
I'll probably make it just to console my **** ups
I'll probably die just to let you know
My pain still lives but I've managed to cope without compounds
My loneliness still haunts but I'm handling it way better
People flaunting like they the realist and I'm becoming distant from love
I loved to love, I need it
I'm stubborn and I dont whether to be ashamed or not
Such a romantic but I can't express it to the wind
Now my past is buried in a hole I wouldn't dig deeper