suddenly, i realize what depression leads to.
abandonment won't guide me to my fantasy.
it is nothing more than a dream
too many too many fake indications
hallucinations
years and years then i return to the same point
he is just not tat into you
but life is all on me
A treasure chest sinking down
To the bottom of the sea
It's too deep, it's too high
Today it really, really hurts to feel
For sorrow you can't train your heart
Now is when we all go under
If tomorrow comes we will talk
And remember you
As our man of thousand wonders
i am not ready yet
but i am trying to
