Sneaks Red
It's a shame
You came from a town which does not have inane thinking ‘bout those things you told me earlier
This day is getting longer by the minute
Can I do this? Will I survive your disinterest?
One second I'll break in one
We think the same
We do the same thing every time
I cannot take your idea
It's fine just look at me for two minutes and think about the things you've missed
It's okay to feel ashamed by the things you've done
You're kind of lame