In the city of Beautiful faces
They’re cry is hallow at night
Crying for nothing but love but never giving it time
Switch body parts except the heart of life
Getting drunk but not drinks on there on likes
I’m not going to fight the next man that you like for you just to record someone I’m not.
i rather talk to the mirror and Yell at the night....
Oh no who have I become
Not giving the lovers a chance in my life
This day I will declare I’ll go to war for the one who will save me from my own knife