When somebody breaks my heart I become a cloudy day; “How do I know it” is a funny question, maybe. Yawning to the mirror, tryna smile with my lady...
Dear pillow might not guess my dreams are lack Oh cute sleep, from that point, there is no turning back!
Year by year, my ego trip disappeared in the age-hood, Openly see that the great experiences are keeping on cunning you, too; Unless you reminisce where that you came from.
Hurry up and catch my hopes before they faded out in red, Always remember that your position brings you up filled heads. Teach me not like a rabbit but regard me as a carrot; Eat me if I dare to abort your mind from your skull like a silly talktive parrot.
Miracles are derived from infinite skills for the man above the clouds, Easy to get these lyrics as well as hard to live proud!