Times Up
you never really know, when your days are gonna end, i do not like the life i have, so i make it twist and bend, i do not have some love to give, but i may have some to lend, i guess right now im on my own, i do not want the latest trend. why do i protect, the things i know i cant defend? when you have these scary thoughts, no there is nothing like a friend, you may wonder why im mad, it has to do with the descend, i only know how i can heal, i do not know how i can mend. oh no theres not much i can give, so theres nothing i can send, i should be focused on my life, i have this problem i should tend, i shall see where i end up, but i guess it does depend, i do not have the things i want, but i guess i could pretend.
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