I’m sitting in my car
My iPod is on shuffle
Every song I’ve ever loved has no
And every song somehow has reminde
A small piece or a bad memory

I’m on a journey some call a clich
I just need to find who I am in t
If I imitate the art will I find
Or maybe I’m already an ignorant
I need to find my call in this lif

To know ones self
Would be such a prize
For I fear that when I die
So will my mind
A fear so strong

Rose petal red, black, and blue
Oh what have they done to you?
You used to be so kind and caring
But this society has given you a n
Beaten and dried out your lungs fe

So many words scattered in my head
But when I write them down
They tend to not make sense
But isn’t that art? To be able to
Something so strange and personal–

I’m breaking out of this illusion
You always lead me on then kick me
And then you act like its nothing
You make me feel crazy like I’m m
But how could I be crazy? After a

I’m staring at the furnace
Thinking that these colder nights
It’s a place where be childhood wa
But it was cold and all wrong
I become a devil there a demon who

Honesty is an easy word to define
We have known the meaning since ki
So why can we not find it?
Everywhere I look all I can see
Is more and more people deceiving

If I lay my heart out on the tabl
And spill all that I have to say
I could get hurt and I know you w
If I lay my heart out on the tabl
We would never be the same

I can’t tell if I’m crying becaus
Or maybe it’s a combination of the
You say I’ve developed an attitud
But I think it’s just the choice
You thought I wouldn’t move on