Thoughts...
Thoughts...
I find myself lost in the sky
Wish I had wings to have a flight
I don't want to live
Don't want to die
I don't even have a reason to cry
Shouting my heart out so loud
But only my soul can hear me out
Life's nothing, just lame
Dawning like a fleeting game
With a shame of no name and fame
But without the
Three hearts you need
Just a single chance to live
There's nothing to see in the lost sky
Nothing to be as a passerby
Take action make a move
It doesn't matter if others approve
Get up
And get an aim
Make the aim
And have the fame.