If I Die Today What Goes Around Comes Around
It’s cold in here
There are no people who could save us from our loneliness
Draughty Rooms are our minds
Where every draught could make you change your right
direction
Where every draught could make you change your own
direction
There are thorns everywhere in my hands, everywhere in my
hands
And too many roses I’ve killed
Because of my mistakes
Open your eyes every morning
With the bitter taste on your tongue
There’s something wrong
Nights are gonna get darker we’re abused we’re mistreated
But we go ahead despite it all
Have fear of people that never makes mistakes
Mistakes are our best friends everyday
Aims are the only things that save us from ourselves
We’re not perfect but we can be true
We’re not perfect but we can be true
Remember remember
What goes around comes around
