I'm so over it.
I wish it change.
But as along as your in this picture.
Landscaping my life.
Your name will be, repeated inside.
Your face will play over and over.
I think the record is broken.
Cause it keeps on stopping whenever you say hi…
Its pain staking to know.
That you will laugh when the smoke machine brakes, the mirrors fall
And you see the truth behind it all.
I'm just the person pulling strings
And trying not to stuff up my life again.
But it's so hard
Cause the record stops every time you say hi…
Each beat…
Each breathe…
You're always there…
