Where do I start
Reminiscing
The things that you’re missing
I can’t
Can’t believe
The thoughts that can’t leave
On your sleeve
Drenched in water
Drenched in scolding hot water
Leaves a scar
That won’t heal
But not one you can feel
But things change
But not all things change
Whats the point in making any
Music anymore
When I know that I won’t
Survive the industry war
I know that im not silly or pretty
Enough for tv but its enough for me
But things change
But not all things change
Some things change