Before she really start loving me, I realize she started to hate.
I think I'm already dead, just in thought of how It'd be if I'm alive.
Deep down within all we are still trying to forget someone.
Life turns its shades to people who take it seriously.
When your wheels take you to some hidden destinations of peace, all you need is holy grass, tobe to mix and a lighter to shoot!
Like every old wooden tree, even hearts crack.
Cut them open, you'd find a person rather than blood.