Step back. Drink some tea, smoke a cigarette, what's next for me? I'm still searching and trying and looking and fighting, where does this journey go? Nothing left. I gave it all, I'll be the better...
I was thinking we never met but you're supposed to be there, Allowing us to go on without a care, All those times that I thought it was fine and it wasn't ok, So how come all the things we learned...