You said this is how it has to be, this was the end of you and me. I couldn't help but laugh, throwing my head back. You were never there, so how could this be the end of something which was never fair?
You can say that the pain won't last. You can say pretty words so fast. You can never say that you're a ******* human.
Beat-box and singing the blues, he haunts these streets with tethered clues. What'll happen when no one is willing to play, finding better values?
You can say that the pain won't last. You can say pretty words so fast. You can never say that you're a ******* human.
Not the most appealing, not the brightest. But I give life to the extreme line of finest. I didn't waste my time. Between the obscured lines, you would have actually seen everything else was exactly as it seemed.
Reading every word, you can easily find I don't have masks to hide behind. A s k m e a n y t h i n g, I'm an open book.
All these words I say, they're how I actually feel. All these words I say, it's how people have to deal after going through you. At least I can say I'm human and that I make mistakes.
But tell me, who are you really? The one behind the masked beast of fake.