How can i miss the old me 'cause i'm pretty getting old?
How can i paint myself with any color 'cause i already worth gold?
How can i enjoy the rest of the summer 'cause my heart is already cold ?
How can i be racist 'cause i'm already bold?
How can i do the greetings 'cause my arms are already fold?
How can i be with someone 'cause my heart is already alone?
How can i feel 'cause i've already felt before?
How can i face the reality 'cause i've already imagined before,
"hard isn't it"?
I've felt soft before.
How can i see the future 'cause every current moment always turns into the past.
i believe we all never going to see tommrow,
some of us are stuck in the past, the yesterday.
How can i miss someone when my mind has already gone missing?
"insane", isn't it?
