all these things
once I thought about writing as a living but that life sucks my freinds say that im good at it so I wrote a song:
its the new forsaken day
you came along to see the way
and you came around this place
a lot
looking for a second shot
its now too late
to run away,
get your way,
or just to stay
(repeat)
after im leaving
so say your goodbyes
and repeat your alibis
to come along with me
and be free
