sometimes my own words feel empty.. and don't really show the feelings that i hold inside.. therefor..
'what about the world today? what about the place that we call home? we've never been so many, and we've never been... so alone.. SO ALONE.. you keep watching from your picket fence, you keep talking but it makes no sense.. you say we're not responsible,
but we are, we are.. you wash your hands and come out clean, fail to recognize the enemies within.. you say we're not responsible, but we are.. we are.. WE ARE..'
'every time i try to fly i fall without my wings, i feel so small.. i guess i need you, baby..'
'i know you'll have a beauti