It's hard to fly if you float like a cannonball!,People ask me how I got here I just smil but in reality my mentality breaks me cuase my highway is broken.
I never belonged with them they hate me, they abuse me suicide thought, and poison fought, precious blood longed to be spilled and float.....There isn't much time left so we planned,we fought, we traded, we are connected a spiteful bond strung!....We never knew that some dreams don't come true, we never knew we'd be here today....cuase the most beautiful smile can hide the ugliest truth. Finding me, finding you......who hides the ugliest truth. Hate to love....tough luck, love and blinding lights, if you think you have it bad think again those who sought still seeking for hope....but it's lost.....Who's gonna find us......or are we gonna find ourselves..........life is a highway but to heaven or hell?......I don't know cuase mines just broken.....