We’re just ticking death sentences But I think you have a higher chance to live; We’re both ticking death sentences But I think more people would rather pardon your case.
We’ve never really met, Just talked. We’ve never really met, Just laughed at each other’s jokes. Can’t say fate brought us here; I don’t believe in it enough; We’ve never really met, Just involved.
I hope I could read your words. I hope I could hear your songs. I hope I could be enough to make you feel better; But I never knew what to do.
We’re polar opposites; See it in our words; But I know we share a common pain; One much painful than the other.
Your words have organization, Your words have power; Mine has none; No meaning, just rotting.
Nevertheless, I ache to see the truth you write, Maybe then you’ll see my truth barely understandable; Maybe then you’ll give me second thoughts, Even if we’re both ticking death sentences.