you ever felt alone?
of course you haven't you are all caught up in you tablets and phones.
so caught up in you perfect friends perfect lives and perfect ways
but if you were were in my shoes you would curse your blessed days
I have felt this way in my happy sin
so alone in fact I'm accompanied in by the blistering cold wind.
lacking the warm embrace of a loves affection
everyday waking up in my mirror of lost reflection
yet you fire away with your firing squad for my lonesome crimes
I let you bullets hit me I was living on borrowed time
I'll let you kill me and except my fate
my last words are for you to live, as for me well- it's far far to late
