walking like i really know what i'm doing.
feeling like i'm really gonna get where i'm falsely going.
talking like i already heard or knew. feeling worse than my
typical blue.
high noon tea with me kindda of easy to see, i have no idea
on how to be
lying again with sincere eyes, not that easy by yourself to
rise.
only dying slowly on the outside, in a state of an advanced
decay on the inside.
searching with in for the reason to it all when i get to
close nature is making me to take a fall
high noon tea with me kindda of easy to see, i have no idea
on how to be