I'd rather not to play with the times any longer. Sometimes I think night is even brighter than a day.
your family is great, you’re happy as can be,
but it was a sob story when your girlfriend left you behind.
still you act like a dumb. you can't fool yourself.
and I'm sitting here, reading your story, smoking the plain weed.
and I lose my life every night it seems,
can you please laugh louder than last time?
when I know that feeling passes in a while,
don’t start to cut, I don’t want you to undermine my pain,
yes it selfish, but that’s just the way,
don’t tell me you understand, you feel the same.