give it to me.
motionless and waiting.
you are my innocence lost:
you are what i truly want.
I’m motionless and waiting,
as the anticipation scares me.
You are what I truly want,
but I always want to flee.
The anticipation scared me,
so I ran away
constantly i wanted to flee
so let me follow my road.
so i ran away.
and tripped over cracked sidewalks.
this is the road I follow
of cigarette butts and powder.
Tripping over cracking sidewalks,
falling in a pile of scabs and mistakes
covered with cigarette butts and powder:
just blow and forget.
Falling into a pile of my scabs, and my mistakes
Just please give it to me.
Blowing to forget,
I am your innocence lost.