My Lyfestyle Through Lyrics
Patterns, routines and things I see. Yet I sit in silence in sheer misery. Waiting for the next move obviously… you think I don’t know, but honestly… I’m waiting for you to just simply… let out what it is you’ve been wanting to tell me… what I already know because she told me. Through the signs of music and my dreams. Everywhere I go music speaks lyrically. What you can’t tell me; quite cowardly…. of you to do what you’re doing to me. One day someone will do you this way; exactly… and like me you’ll be noticing how patterns and routines… changed overnight so drastically.