I don't know why you would stand still
But I shouldn't know more than I do now.
Cuz that would maim my priceless pride
And would cut my colorful weeds
While breaking the unbreakable glass.
You're like the one who just won't get a taste,
And who won't let go of holding on.
That's why common sense don't mean a thing,
You've killed and cleared the only mist was real.
Really, there's no memory left for you,
I've wasted them all on a future dirty dream.
I now see your cravings drowned in fear,
But then again, I didn't want you to give in.
I just wanted you to be,
To see...
