Where the sun goes down
And the sea starts to  dance
the crowd becomes blank faces
And I’m trying to keep my stance
There you will find me
With a cherry on top and ***** at the bottom
3 cups away from giving into *****
2 cups away from living in the phantom
1 cup away from persuading the music to give up its possessions.
I’m drunk and becomes to reckless
I drink the thoughts down cause all I want is for someone to find him.
Talk to him..
Bump him..
But as I look over my shoulder there all fake
There all people that are forgotten
And the lights make them move and music becomes there *****..
A city of ruin
A man of loses
We look good together but lot says i can’t stay
For the pillar of salts become a void nothing.
How wish you would speak to me
How I wish you could listen
Can you just hold me ?
Well can you just .....uh forget them