and failure, oh the scars of inhabitant pain
we all draw close, to love, frail and sea nile
where'd you go, 'cause the trees are turning bright colors again
like when you drove my old car, before its death
and the downtown scenes of youth, debauchery
disconnect - but i'm better now
regret - i hope it does not follow you
shhhh! i never left
but it was me, tell me truths
farmed laziness from money and smooth talking
i am someone different, zeal, passion
it's ok, we all lose - we all gain
when I said i needed to find God, i didn't want you to leave
my, how times have changed
the pain never really left, or the care i pawned over 3 years of work
hi, how are you.