I am a fool in the world that full of people
And now I'm fucked again
To find my own way to escape all the pains in my mind
Singing a song that no one ever call
In the key of major blue
Hoping one day all the rhymes will send to you
We're not stranger if we never met
Why so bother making all those sets
Write our own stories cause
We are lame poets
And in the end we will forget
My mom so tired of the music child but she always keeps me smile
Waiting for me to come home watch tv by her side
She brought me the sky but I choose to be blind
Running in the darkest room
Still hoping one day all the songs will send to you
We're not stranger if we never met
Why so bother making all those sets
Write our own stories cause
We are lame poets
And in the end we will forget
