Intro!!!
left are beautiful memories and the moments we have shared but to regret means to step back we got to look forward we got to move on hope is the very
wrongs you bitch and preach and try to intimidate me with your lack of ideals I would love to see you trade your insecurities for some friends and some hope
Friends on the weekend strangers the rest how do you measure friendship why are we friends you call me a friend but do you even know me do you even
Better grow up better give it up hardcore would be dead and I an aimless slug what am I going to gethow will I play my checks in this world there'
These scars I see bring me back in time when I had nothing and that was fine wasted years for a fucking wasted world there are so many fucked up memories
For the first time in my life things turned out different more clear than before feelings and actions side by side no longer tumbling on the line taking
someone else?s light you come crawling to me as if to cover yourself any respect that migh be lying around my feet as if it would lend your life some