Look at how they burn your soul this time,
I said sorry for the things I did,
She said, all your fault,
I was missing out,
Provoked,
And nobody ask me, how are you?
I took the spotlight too early, I guess,
I went to the centre stage and perform wonderfully,
- maybe,
They knew I was about to conquer the whole performance,
And so I was redirected to get caught and blamed for.
Life an opera,
I was almost terribly killed and half of myself were unable to stay positive,
and I turn provocative,
Decided to take some fallen leaves,
I guess I could become better,
But it got me badder.
I went back from a long journey,
Tearing apart and so I torn down some money,
Losing some trust and trust is about to be rebuild,
and so I lost myself again and again,
And I'm not okay,
And one fine day,
I'll get myself on a bigger stage,
And of course, with a group of familiar faces,
And I'll be home again,
I promise.
